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THE 



FINEST OF THE WHEAT 

HYMNS NEW AND OLD. 

FOB 

MISSIONARY # REVIVAL MEETINGS. 

AND 

SABBATH-SCHOOLS. 



EDITED BY 



GEO. D. ELDERKIN 



FOB 

C. C, McCABE, JNO. R. SWENEY, WM. J. KiRKPATRICK, 

The Whyte Brothers of Canada, and F. A. Hardin- 



SEVENTY-FIRST EDITION. 



CHICAGO: 
R. R. MoCABE & CO., Publishebs. 



COPYRIGHT, 1890, by R. R. McCABE and GEO. D. ELDERKIN. 



PREFACE. 

7~HAT "The Finest of the Wheat " may prove worthy of its name 
is the highest ambition the Editor can have for it. Many of the 
pieces are the very latent productions of the Authors whose names 
appear upon the title page. All the selections have been made under 
the watchful supervision of the Authors themselves and the leaders of 
sacred song associated with them. 

In Camp Meetings, Social Meetings, Missionary Meetings and 
Conventions, and Sabbath- Schools they have noted the pieces that 
have in them the " swing of conquest," and have garnered into this 
book their favorites. 

*' The Finest of the Wheat " is the real successor of " Win- 
nowed Hymns." 



STOTIOE. 
The words and musio of nearly every piece in this book are eopyright 
property, and cannot be repriete^ iu any iovva ■whatever without the written 

permission o( tbe owaersi 



THE PUBLISHEHa 



THE FINEST OF THE WHEAT. 



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The Battle Hymn of Missions. 



John Whiti&ker. 






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1. E - ter - nal Fa - tber, thou bast saitl, That Christ all 

2. We wait thy tri - umph, Sav- - ior Kiug; Long a - ges 

3. Thy hosts are mus-tered to the field; "The Cross! the 

4. Ou moun - tain tops the watch -tires glow, "Where scat- tered 







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glo - ry shall ob - tain; Tluit he who once a sufE - 'rer 

have pre - pared thy way; Now all a - broad thy ban - ner 

Cross!" the bat - tie call, The old grim tow'rs of dark - ness 

wide the watch-men stand :Voice ech-oes voice, and on - ward 



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Set time's great 

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bat - tie in ar - ra}-, 

tot - ter to their fal'.. 

shouts from land to land. 



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O fill thy Church with faith and pow'r. 
Bid her long night of weeping cease; 

To groaning nations haste the hour 
Of life and freedom, light and peace. 



Come, Spirit, make thy wonders known 
Fulfill the Father's high decree; 

Then earth, the might of hell o'erthrown 
Shall keep her last great jubilee. 



(iSToTE.— There is in this tune a strain of the "Marseillaise," and of " The Watch on 
the Rhine." When choir, congresation or Sabbcith-school sinjj it, the music is most inspir- 
ing. The hymn is the 9-2Ist of the Hymnal Tlie tune is found on page 154 of the Hymnal. 
If the people could be induced to commit the hvran to memory, and sing it without their 
books, it would afford a njost instructive lesson as to the sort of Church music we ought to 
have Trv It. 

The 'hymn should become as familiar to the Church as Ray Palmer's other great 
hymn-" My faith looks up to Thee," ) 3 



standing on the Promises. 



E. K. C. 



R. Kelso Carter. 






1. Stand-ingon the prom- is -es of Christ my King, Thro' e-ter-nal 

2. Stand-ingon the prom- is -es that can -not foil, When tlie howling 

3. Stand-ingon the prom - is - es I now can see Per - feet, present 

4. Stand-ingon the prom - is - es of Christ the Lord, Bound to him e- 

5. Stand-ing on the prom - is - es I can - not fall, Listening ev -'ry 






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storms ofdoubt and feiir assail, By the liv-ingWord of God I shall prevail, 

cleansing in the blood for me ; Standing in the liberty where Christ makes free, 

ter - nally by love's strong cord, 0-ver-coming dai-ly with the Spirits' sword, 

moment to the Spirits' call, Rest-ing in my Sav ior, as my all in all, 



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know not how this sav - iiig laith Tome he did im - part, 
know not how the Spir - it moves, Convincing men of sin, 
know not what of good or ill May he reserved for me, 
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Nor why — un-wor-thy — Christ in love Re deemed me for his own. 
Nor how be-Iiev-ing in his word Wrought peace within mj' heart. 
Ee- veal - ingJe-sus through the word, Cre - at - ing faith in him. 
Of wea - ry ways or gold - en days, Be - fore his face I see. 
Nor if I'll walk the vale with him, Or "meet him in the air." 




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Seeking for Me. 




1. Jesus, my Savior, to Bethlehem came, Born in a manger to sorrow and shame; 

2. Jesus, my Savior, on Cal-va-ry's tree, Paid the great debt, and my soul he set free; 

3. Jesus, my Savior, the same as of old. While I did wander afar from the fold, 
4 Jesus, my Savior, shall come from on high, Sweet is the promise as weary years fly; 



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1, those beautiful, beautiful handsIHow they cared for my in-fant days! 
, those beautiful, beautiful hands! As they pressed my ach - ing; brow; 
, those beautiful, beautiful bauds !Thiu and wriiikkd with ago they grew; 
.those beautiliil,l)eautiful hands! I stood by her coffin one day, 
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They guided my feet in -to pleasant paths And smothed all the rugged ways. 
They cooled the fev-er and eased the pain. Me - thinks lean feel them now. 
But still they toiled on for the child so dear, And her loTe seemed more tender and true. 
And I kissed those hands so cold and white. As qui - et and peaceful she lay. 
As my feet touch the bank of tlie heay'nlyland;We shall meet on that shin -ing shore. 



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wlien it comes o'er me, And I'm tempt -ed so sore - ]y, I will 

peace - ftil ness tills me, Such an ec - sta - cy tliiills me, I will 

life be - comes (Irea - ry, And I'm foot - sore and wca - ry, I will 

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2. "Did he so love nie, a poor lit -tie boy? Send uu - to me the good 
3 Bendiug-wecaughtthelastwordsof his breath, Just as he entered the 
4. Smiling, he said, as his last sigh he spent, "I am so glad that for 

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close of the day, News of sal - va - tion we carried, said he, 
tid - ings of joy? Need I not per-ish?rny hand will he hold? 
val - ley of death, "God sent his Son!" "whoso - ev - cr?"said he; 
me he was sent!" Whispered, while low sank the sun in the west, 




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1. Brotb-er for Christ's kingdom sighing; Help a lit -tie, help a lit-tle; 

2. Is thy cup made sad by tri - al? Help a lit-tle, help a lit-tle; 

3. Tho' no wealth to thee is giv - en. Help a lit-tle, help a lit-tle; 






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Sweet - eu it with self - de - ni - al, Help just a lit - tie. 
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Help a little, help a little; 
Help to lift each fallen brother, 
Help just a little. 

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5 Tho' thj' life is pressed with sorrow. 
Help a little, help a little; 
Bravely look t'ward God's to-morrow 
Help just a littie. 



Blessed be the Fountain. 



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1. Bless-ed be the Fountain of blood, To a world of sin-ners revealed; 

2. Thorny was the crown that He wore, And the cross His body o'er came; 

3. Fa-ther, I have wandered from thee. Often has my heart gone astray; 




ripes we are heale 
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Blessed be the dear Son of God; On -ly by His stripes we are healed 
Grievuus were the sorrows He bore, But he suffered thus not in vain. 
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Tho' I've wandered far from His fold, Bringing to my heart pain and woe, 
May I to that Fountain be led, Made to cleanse my sins here below; 
Je - susto that Fountain of thine, Lean-ing on thy prcniise I go; 




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Wash me in the blood of the Lamb, And I shall be whiter tht\n snow. 
Wash me in the blood that He shed, And I shall be whiter than snow. 
Cleanse me by Thy washing di-vine. And I shall be whiter than snow. 







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Why do You Wait? 



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1. Why do you wait, dear broth-er. Oh, why do you tar - ry so long? 

2. What do you hope, dear broth-er. To gain by a fur-ther de - lay? 

3. Do you not feel, dear broth-er, HisSpir-it now striving with -in? 

4. Why do you wait, dear brother, The har-vest is pass-ing a - way. 




Your Sav-ior is waiting to give you A place in His sanctified throng. 

There's no one to save you but Je-sus, There's no other way butH, sway. 

Oh, why not ac-cept his sal-va-tion. And throw off thy burden of sin? 

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Christ is all. 



■ Unto you therefore which believe he is precious,' 



-1 Pet. ii : 7. 

W. A. Williams. 






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1. I en-tered once a home of care, For age andpen -u - ry werethere: 

2. I stoodbe -side a dy - ing bed, Wherelay a child with achiug liead, 

3. I saw the martyr at the stake, The flames could not his courage shake, 

4. I saw the gospel her aid go To Afric's sand and Greenland's snow, 

5. I dreamed that hoary time had fled, And earth and sea gave up their dead, 

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Wait-ing for Je - sus' call, I marked his smile, 'twas sweet as 
Nor death his soul ap - pall; I askcdhim whence his strength was 
To save from Sa - tan's thrall; Nor home nor life he count - ed 
A fire dissolved this ball; I saw the church's ransomed 
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whence Her helpless widow-hood's defence, She told me "Christ was all." 
May. And as his spir- it passed away, He whispered "Christ is all." 
giv'n, Helooked triumphantly to heav'n.Andanswered "Christ is all." 
dear. 'Midst wants and perils owned no fear, He felt that "Christ is all." 
throng, I heard the bur-den of theirsong.'Twas "Christis all in all." 
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2. Each uiuht I lay me tlowu to sleep, The an <:els are looking on 

3. And when I wake,uew toils to meet. The an-gels are looking on 

4. A pil-grim to theheav'nly land,The an-gels are looking on 

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I know I'm safe, for an-gels keep. The an gels are looking on me. 

God's presence makes myjoy complete. The an-gels are looking on me. 

My steps are kept by God's command, The an-gels are looking on me. 

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2. Keep looking un- to Je-sus, with the night around, Keep looking un - to 

3. Keep looking un-to Je-sus, when the storms are out.Keep looking unto 

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Js-sus, Star and Sun, We shall yet behold him with full glo - ry crowned, 
Je-sus, sorely tried; We shall win the battle with a song and shout, 
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2. The Spir - it strives, and yet there you stand, lu sii^ht of bliss 

3. Your loved ones gone to the oth - er shore. With un - seen hands 

4. The touch of death is up - on your frame, The mar - ble slab 




of this rest so sweet? While God in - vites and your steps will greet, 
and the glo - ry land; Retreat is death in the sink -ing sand,' 
seem to beck - on o'er;Theifvoic - es hushed, yet they still im - plore, 
soon will bear your name; Lest you should suf - fer e - ter - nal shame' 

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No Shelter but in Christ. 



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The Half has Never been Told. 



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If such a life of joy can crown Our walk on earth with thee ? 


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Companionship with Jesus, 



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feel his great al-might-y hand Protects me in this hos - tile fand. 
foes, no woes my heart can fear, With my al might- y Friend so near, 
peace-ful spir-it ev - er sings "I'll trust the cov-ert of thy wings.' 



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1. Bm-ners Je - sus will re ceive; Sound this word of grace to all 

2. Come,aucl he will give you rest; Trust him, for his word is plain; 

3. Now my heart condemns me not, Pure be - fore the law Island: 

4. Christ re-ceiv - eth sin - ful men, E - ven me with all my sin; 

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He who cleansed me from all spot. Sat - is -fied its last demand. 
Purged from ev - 'ry spot and stain. Heav'n with him I en - ter in. 



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3. Lov -iug- ly plead-iug, plead -iug, plead-ing, Mer-cy, tlio' slighted, 


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Our Loved Ones in Heaven. 



Rev. J. W Dadmun. 



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1. Come,all ye saints, to Pisgah's mountain, Come view your home beyond the tide, 

2. There endless springs of life are flowing, There are the lields of living green; 

3. Faith now beholds the flowing riv-er, Coming from underneath the throne: 



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The Beloved. 



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1. Down in the val-ley, a monur the sweet lilies, Walks my Be lov-ed, Lis 

2. Know'sttlioulseek thee? oh, haste to dis-cov-er Where is the place of thy 

3. Now lap-proach thee, oh, fair-est Redeemer, Lured by thy beauty to 

4. Gen -tier thy voice than the whisper of ani^els, Brighter thy smile than Ihe 
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f ra'- grant re-treat — "Where thou dost rest with thy flocks at the noon-tide, 
dwell in thy love; Hide not thy face from the heart that adores thee, 
sun in the sky; Gath - er me ten - der - ly, close to thy bos - om, 



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2. Near - er the Christian's mercy seat, I am com-ing nearei-, Feast-ing my 

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soul on man-na sweet, I am com ing near-er; Stron-ger in 'faith, more 
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1. Listen to the blessed in-vita-tion, Sweeter than the notes of angel -song, 

2. Weary toiler,sad and heavy laden, Joy-ful-ly the great salvation see, 

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ShaU I be Saved To-Night? 



" Look unto me, and be ye saved 
Fanny J. Ceosby. 



-Isaiah xlv. 22. 



Mrs. M. Bliss Wilson, by per. 



1. Je-sus is pleading with my poor soul, Shall 1 be saved to-night? 

2. Je-sus was nailed to the cross for me, ShaU I be saved to-night? 

3. Je-sus is knocking at my poor heart, Shall I be saved to-night? 

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What if His Spir - it should now de - part? Shall I be saved 

Quickly I'll o - pen this bolt - ed door? Save me, O Lord, 



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Can I the pleasures of earth re - sign? Oh, shall I be saved to-night? 

ShaU I reject Him— a friend so dear? Oh, shall I be saved to-night? 

Now let Thy work in my soul be -gin, for I will be saved to-uight. 

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All for Jesus. 



Mrs. Makt D. James. 



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1. All for Je -sus! all for Je-sus! A.11 my be-ing's ransom 'dpow'rs: 

2. Let my bauds perform bis bidding, Let my feet run in bis ways, 

3. Since my eyes were fixed on Je-sus, I've lost sigbt of all be side; 

4. O, what woa-derl bow a-maz-ing! Je - sus, glo rious king of kings, 

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So encbaiuedmy spir it's vis ion Look-ing at tbe cru - ci - fied. 
Deigns to call me bis be-lov-ed. Lets me rest be-neatb bis wings. 



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for Je sus! all for Je - sus! Look - ing at tbe cru - ci - fied. 

for Je sus! all for Je - sus! Rest - ing now be neatb bis wings. 
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I Know a Fountain. 

"Brethren, stand by your facts !"— Bishop Tatlor. JJ. L. GiI.MOUB. 

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1. I know a fountain deep and wide Was opened for you and me > 
In Da-vid's house tor all unci can, And ....-/ 

2. I know that as it wound its way Thro' Bethlehem's mr.uger shade, t 
'Mid quiv'ringearth,on Calvary 'shill, It . . . . .( 

3. I know that still it sweeps a-long, All ach - ingheartsto fill; i 
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33 We're on the way to Canaan's Land. 

Rev. II. G. Jackson. W. S. Nickle. 






1. From E;j:ypl's cm - cl bond - age fled, O - l)e dient to our 
2 Tliro'-\vil-(ler-iicss - cs ^\ide and drear, Our Lord will guide our 

3. llispow'r the smit- ten rock con- trols, A crys- tal stream our 

4. In lio.s - tile lands we feel uo fear; No foe our on - ward 

5. Ere long, the Kiv - er crossed, we'll meet The raii-somed host at 
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stops a - right, Be - hold to prove his pres ence here, The 

need sup -plies, He feeds our hun - gry, faint -uig souls, "With 

march can stay; In ev - 'ry con - tlict he is near. Whose 

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Our Savior's Mighty Love. 



William P. Jones, 
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Jno. R. Sweney. 



1 . We may souud the di'pths of ocean, We may brave the heaying main, ff e may climb the l.ighest 

2. 'Tisa love withoutbejiimiiDg, 'Tis a love without an end.'Tis the ladder where the 
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mountain, .Vnd its lofty summit gain. We may look with cloudless vision On the 
faith-ful,With triumphant S(mgs ascend. How it stoops to lift us upward. How its 
ho-vah,'Tis unchangino; like his throne. 'Tis the gift of all most prec;(us,That the 






jeweled arch above, But we cannot know the greatness. Of a Savior's dying love, 
arms the world embrace. O the love of our Creator, To a loi^t and ruined race, 
poor-est may receive, And it sav eth to the utmost Whoso-ever will believe. 

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Jesus the Light of the World. 



G. D. E. arr. 



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1. Hark! the Her -aid an - sels sing, Je-sus, the Light of the world; 

2. Joy - ful, all ye nations, rise, Je-sus, the Light of the world; 

3. Christ hy high -est he;ivn adored, Je-sus, the light of the world; 

4. Hail the heav'n-bora Prince of peace; Je-sus, theLightof the workl; 



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For You and for Me, 



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Let Him In. 



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He will make for you a feast. Let him in : 

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Let him in, He is your Friend, He j^our soul will sure de-fend. 
He is stand -ing at the door. Joy to you he will re - store. 
He will speak your sins for - given. And when earth ties all are riven, 

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Calvary! dear Calvary. 



Luke xsiii. 33. 



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1. When I sur-vey the wondrons cross, On which the 

2. On Calv'ry's brow my Sav - ior died 'Twas theremy 

3. See, fromhishead, his hauds,his feet, Sor-row and 

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Lord was cru-ci -fled 'Twas on the cross he bled for 

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To heaven's joys and endless day. 



5 O Jesus, Lord, how can it be 
That thou shouldst give thy life for 

me; 
To bear the cross and agony, 
In that dread hour on Calvaiyl 



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Wonderful Story of Love. 



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2. Ce - les - tial choirs, from courts a - bove. Shed sa - cred 

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And Sharon waves, in solemn praise, 
Her silent groves of palm. 



5. "Glory to God!" the sounding skies 
Loud with their anthems ring, — 
"Peace to the earth, good-will to men, 
From heaven's eternal King !" 



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The Storehouse of Grace. 



Rev. H. G. Jackson. D. D. 



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far as the famine held sway, From the lauds of the south and the north, 

starving ones, make no de - lay. There's food in a-bun-dance for all, 
lou-ger an a - lieu to roam, Re - turn to thy Father's em-brace. 



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The Storehouse of Grace— concluded. 



Chorus. 



Take free - ly and hun-ger uo more. Sinjier, come to the store-house of 
Nor did an - y go emp-ty a - way. 

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2. To breathe,and wake, and sleep. To smile, to sigh, to grieve, 

3. Make haste, O man, to do What - ev - er must be done; 

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To move in i - dle-ness thro' earth— This, this is not to live. 

Thou hast no time to lose in sloth. Thy day will soon be gone. 

This is no time for thee to sleep — Up,watJh,and work,andpray! 



44 Is thy Cruse of Comfort Failing? 

"Neither shall the cruse of oil fail."— 1 Kings 17: 14. 
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1. Is thy cruse of 
And thro' all the years of fam-ine (Omi< ) 

2. For the heart grows rich in giv-ing;All its wealth is liv-ing grain; 
Seeds, which mil-dew in the g;ir-ner,(0/ftt<. 

3. Lost and wea - ry on the mountains Wculdst thou sleep amidst the snow ? / 
Chafe thatfro - zen form be side thee, ( Orwii ) f 

4. Is thy heart a well left empty? None but God its void can fill: \ 
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Scattered,till with gold the plain. Is thy bur-den hard and heavy? Do thy 

A nd to-geth - er both shall glow. Art thou wounded in 1 ife's bat-tle?Ma - ny 

Can its cease-less longings still. Is thy heart a liv - ing power? Self-en- 




hand-ful still re-new; Scant-y flire for one will oft- en Make a roy - al 

steps drag wea-ri - ly? Help to lift thy broth-er's burden;God will bear both 

strick-en round thee moan, Give to them thy precious ointment, And that balm shall 

twined,its strength sinks low; It can on - ly live by lov - ing.And by serv-ing 




feast for two,Scant-y fare for one will oft - en Make a roy - al feast for two. 
it and thee, Help to lift thy brother's burden ;God will bear both it and thee, 
heal thine own. Give to them thy precious ointment. And that balm shall heal thire own. 
love will grow. It can on - ly live by lov-ing, And by serving love will grow. 




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45 The Beautiful Time to Come. 



Miss Emma M.Johnston. 



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1. There's a beau-ti-ful time to come, To the wea-ry of heart and sad, 

2. In the heau-ti-ful time to come There is fullness of joy in store, 

3. In the beau-ti fol time to come. The time of the gath'riuy; home, 

4. O the beau-ti-ful time to come! The time by theseere lore- told. 




When the feet at the riv - er-side Shall be staid at the ev - en-tide, 
Wlieii e;\ch sorrow shall pass a-way As the mist at the opening day. 
When the tears shal 1 fall no more From the eyes that wept of yore, 
When tiie lovedshall meetonce more. When we hear the bcnd-ing oar. 



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And the feet shall press that shore, In the beau-ti-ful time to come. 

And cross to the other shore. In the beau-ti-ful time to come. 




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2. Send them forth with mom's first beam - iug, Send tliem in tlie 

3. O thou, whom thy Lord is send - iug, Gath - er now the 

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noon-tide's glare; When the sun's last rays are gleam-ing, Bid them 

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My Soul Shouts Glory. 



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2. My soul shouts glo-ry to the Sou of God, Not a cloud nor care I see; 

3. My soul shouts glo-ry to the Son of God, In his se-cret place I dwell; 

4. My soul shouts glo-ry to the Son of God, And I know it will not be long 



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My hope is clinging with a per-fect trust To the cross he has borne for me. 
His constant presence overshades me ihere, And my joy there is none can tell. 
Till o'er the river, where the saints have gone,I shalljoin their e-ter- nal song. 



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hove; Oh, tell of his raer - cy ; his grace, all-sufficient; Tlie height and the 

heart; Then trustfully pray for the help of his Spir - it, And God will his 



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He Hideth My Soul. 



Fanny J. Crosby. 
Allegretto 



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1. A won der-ful Savior is Je - sus my Lord, A won-der-ful Savior to 

2. A won-der-ful Savior is Je - sus my Lord, He taketh my burden a- 

3. With numberless blessings each moment he crowns. And lill'd with his fulne>s di- 

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make me yourehoice; Audi en-tered the ''Ha- ven of Eest!" 
an - chored my soul; The ha -ven of rest is my Lord. 
iv - er wiilhave A home in the"Ha-venof RestT' 




4 How precious the thought thatjR^e all 
may recline. 
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On Jesus' strong arm, where no tempest' 
can harm, — 
Secure in the "Haven of Rest!'' 



5 Ob, come to the Savior, he patiently 
waits 
To save by his power divine; 
Come, anchor your souls in the haven of 
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And say, "my Beloved is mine." 

Home of the Soul. 

Mrs. E. H. Gates. Ttine and chorus nhove. 

1 I will singyouasongofthatbeautifuljS That unchangeable home is for you 
land, and for me. 

The far away home of the soul, "^'here Jesus of Nazareth stands ; 

Where no storms ever beat on the glit-The King of all kingdoms forever is he, 
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Where is my Soul to-night? 



Martha J. Lankton. 



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2. Oft have I heard a warn-ingvoiceThaturg'dmeto fly from sin; 

3. Oft have I heard a ten - der voice, When troubled and care op - press' d, 

4. Oft have I heard agriev'd,sad voice, Entreat-ing me o'er and o'er; 





'Thy Sav-iourhaslov'd,and loves thee yet,Then why wilt thou slight him so?" 
To o - pen the door I long have clos'd and welcome the Sav-iour in . 
And then like a wea.- ry child I sigh'd In Je-sus to find a rest. 
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53 



Waiting at the Door. 



Mrs. Kate M. Reason er. 



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1. I am wait-in<; for the Mas tcr. Who will bid me rise and come 
2 Manx -a W( a - ry path I've traveled, lu the dark-est storm and strife, 
ii Man'- V friends t'.at traveled with me Reached thatpor-tal lon>: a - go; 
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ry of his pres-ence. To the glad - ness of bis home. 

Bearin<rmanv-a heav - y bur-den,— Oft-enstrug-glingfor my life. 

One by one they left me battling With the dark and craft - y foe. 

Oh. how lov-ing-ly they'll greetme When the toils of life are done. 

Hearme, Lord.forl am wea-ry; O my Fa - ther, bid me rest. 




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the mount of won-drousglo - ry, Borne a - loft by faith we stand, 
tlie mount of won-drousglo - ry, Where so oft 'tis ours to be, 

the mount of won-drousglo - ry, Wherehebids me come and rest, 

on earth our souls are hon - or'd With such vis-ions of de light, 




While we drink the crys - tal wa - ters Flowing down from E - den's land. 

In the bright-ness of his presence, Christ, our Lord, re veal'd we see. 

Je - sus spreads a feast be - fore us, Mak - ing each a wel-cnme guest. 
Who can tell our heights of rap - ture. When our faith is lost in sight. 

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God be with You. 



'Grace be to you and peace from God our Father, and from the Lord Jcsas Christ." 
2 Cor. 1. 3. 
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2. God bewithyou till we meet a - gain, 'Neath his wings se-cure - ly 

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for my Sav - ior's guiding hand; At last my wea - ry feet are 
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glo - ry. And I should then my King behold, 
stand - ing Where I can see the promised land. 

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He Came to Save Me. 



Henrietta E. Blaik. 

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2. In mj' poor heart he deigns to dwell, He came to save me;0, praise his name, I 

3. With gentle hand he leads me still. He came to save me; And trusting him I 

4. To him my faith with rapture clings, He came to save me ;To him mj' heart looks 

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Rock in the Desert. 



Fanny J. Ci:osbt. 



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2. Rock in the des - ert ho'w love ly the star Guid -ing my footsteps from 

3. Rock in the des - ert, how peaceful my rest, Kind-ly pro-tect- ed, no 

4. Rock in tne des - ert, O, Sav - lor di - vine, Thou art my ref - uge, no 
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liid • ing at last;Dear is thy ref - iige, and welcome to rae;Rcck in the 

wand'ringa far;Now I am happy, thy shel - ter I see; Rock in the 

longer oppress'd;Long have I thirsted for streams cool and free, Rock in the 

love is like lhine;Thou my Redeemer art gra-cious to me; Rock in the 



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des-ert, my faith clings to thee. 

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59 I could not do Without Thee. 

" I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee."— Ileb. xiii.6. 

SiGIS.MUND ThALBEEG. AlT. 



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1. I could not do with-out thee, O Sav - ior of the lost, 

2. I could not do with-out thee, I cau - not stand a - lone; 

3. I could not do with-out' thee, For years are fleet - ing fast, 




"Whose precious blood re-deemed me At such tremen- dous cost- 
I have no strength or good -ness, No wis - dom of my own; 
And soon in sol -emu si - lence, The riv - er must be passed; 




Thy right-eousness, thy par - don, Thy eac - ri - fice, must be 

But thou, be - lov - ed Sav - ior. Art all in all to me 

But thou wilt nev - er leave me. And, tho' the waves run hi<^h 

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My on - ly hope and com - fort. My glo - ry and my plea. 
And weak -ness will be pow - er, If lean - ing hard on thee. 
I know thou wilt be near me Andwhis-per, ''It is I." 



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We haveheard the Ma-ce-do-nian call to-day. "Send the light, 
Let us pray that gracemayev'rywhereabound. Send the light, 
Let us not grow wea - ry in the work of love, Send the light, 

J J J Send the light! 




Send the light !" There are souls lo res-cue, there are souls to save. 
Send the light !'' And a gold -en off- 'ring at the cross we lay. 

Send the light ! And a Christ-like spir-it ev-'ry- where be found, 

Send the light ! Let us gath-er jew -els for a crown a - bove. 

Send the light! 



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Sun of My Soul. 



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3 Abide with me from morn till eve, 
For without thee I cannot live: 
Abide Willi me wiien night is nigh, 
For without thee I dare "not die. 



5 Watch by the sick; enrich the poor 
With blessings from thy boundless store; 
Be every mourner's sleep to night, 
Like infant shjmbers, pure and Ugbt 



i If eoine poor wandering child of thine 6 Come near and bless us when we wake, 
Have spumed to day the voice divine, JEre through the worltl our w.nywetaljef 
Now, Lord, the gracious ^ork begio; iTill In tUtJ oceuo of thy love, 
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We'll meet each other in the morning! 

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2. All is read -y, he call-eth still; Come, aud welcome, who ever will; 

3. The' his mer-cy prolongs your day, Time is precious, no more de-lay; 

4. Take the par-don his love be-stows, Take the wa-ter of life that flows; 



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Bring your burden of donbts and fears, Bring your sorrow, your cares, and tears. 
Now he listens to hear j-our pray'r. Haste the garment of i)raise to wear. 
Lo, he standeth be-side the door: Hear the Spirit, j^our hearts implore. 

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We shall wonder at the brightness Of thecrowns we then shall wear, 

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But th'e chords that long had slumbered. In a grief-worn heart were stirred. 

But the fruits of ear-nest la- bor At the reap -ing we shall see. 

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2. Look unto me and be ye saved, He pleadeth with lov-ing voice;. . . 

3. I am the Door; Ijy me, he said. If an -y man en - ter in, 

4. I am the Way,the Truth,the Life,Oh, hear our dear Savior sav;.... 

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Will you not look to Je sus now, And make him your on - ly choice? 
He shall be saved for-ev-er - more, And ful- ly re - deemed from sin. 
Hebidstheecome with all thy sin, Oh, come and be saved to - day. 

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1. In the rift -ed Rock I'm rest ing, Safely shel-ter'd, I a - bide-, 

2. Long pur-sued by sin and Sa - tan, Wea ry, sad, I long'd for rest; 

3. Peace, which pass-eth un-der stand ing, Joy, the world can nev-er give, 

4. In the rift -ed Rock I'll hide me, Till the storms of life are past 

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Then I found this heav'n-ly shelter, 0-pened in my Sav-ior's breast. 

Now in Je - sus I am find - ing; In his smiles of love I live. 

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2. Misname a - bove all uames shall stand, Exalt - ed more and more, 

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Thou hast devised sal-va-tion's plan, For thou hast died for all. 

Of all earth's kingdoms conqueror, Whose reign shall never cease. 

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68 I will Praise the Lord To-day. 

"With my song will I praise him."— Ps. xxviii. 7. 

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2. I will praise the Lord to-day, For his name is more than sweet : And I 

3. I will praise the Lord to-day, For his word is life and love : And the 

4. I will praise the Lord to-day, P"or the Lord has ransomed me ; He has 






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hope he gives is a bless -ed hope, For it lifts my soal a - bove. 

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2. Tho' long and deep the shad-ows The drear-y uiylit n>ay bring, Our 

3. To yon - der gold-en re-gion Our faith now plumes ht^r wing; Our 

4. To him who paid our ran - som,And took from death the sting,Be 




ral - ly round his stand - ard, And hal - le - lu - jahs sing. For the 

lampsare trimmd and burn-ing, Our hal - le - lu - jahs ring, 

hoarts with joy are bound-ing, And hal - le - lu -jahs ring, 

ev - er - lasting prais - es. Let hal - le - lu -jahs ring. 



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And I meet with sin and dan-ger, As I walk the pilgrim's way. 

2. Storms in life are oft prevailing, And the shad - owsoft-en fall; 
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And thy holy name confessing, 

Faith is in this song of mine. 
Savior, help me tell thy story. 

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||:Sa\ ior, help me sing thy glory, 

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Till He Come. 



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3 Clouds and darkness round us press; 
Would we have one sorrow less? 
All the sharpness of the cross, 

All that tells the world is loss, 
Death, and d.ir.%ness, and the tomb, 
Pain us only ' ' Till He come ! ' ' 

4 See the fe;ist of love is spread. 
Drink the wine and eat the bread; 
Sweet memorials, till the Lord 
Call us round His heavenly board, 
Some fiom earth, from glory some, 
Severed only ''Till He come!'' 



Because thy promise I believe, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 
Just as I am — thy love uuknovm 
Hath broken every barrier down; 
Now, to be thine, yea, thine alone, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

73 Work, for the Night is Coining. 



72 Just as I Am 

1 Just as I am, without one plea. 
But that thy blood was shed for me. 
And that thou bidd'st me come to thee 
O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

2 Just as I am. and waiting not 

To rid my soul of one dark blot, [spot, 
To thee whose blood can cleanse each 
O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

3 Just as I am, though tossed about 
"With many a conflict, many a doubt 
Fightings within, and fears without, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

4 Just as I am — ^poor, wretched, blind 
Sight, riches, healing of the mind. 
Yea, all I need, in thee to find, 

O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

5 Just as I am— thou \n\t receive. 
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Work, for the night is coming; 

Work, through the morning hours; 
Work, while the dew is sparkling; 

Work, 'mid springing flowers; 
Work, when the day grows brighter, 

Work, in the glowing sun; 
Work, for the night is coming, 

AVhen man's work is done. 

2 Work, for the night is coming. 

Work through the sunny noon; 
Fill brightest hours with labor, 

Rest comes sure and soon. 
Give every flying minute 

Something to keep in store: 
Work, for tlie night is coming, 

When man works no more. 

3 Work, for the night is coming, 

Under the sunset skies; 
While their bright tints are glowing, 

Work, for davlight flies. 
Work till the last beam fadeth, 

Fadeth to shine no more; 
Work, while the night is darkening, 

When man's work is o'er. 



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I Will Praise Thee. 



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will praise the Lord my Prophet, Ho-ly Priest and Pighteous King, 
will praise the Lord my Shepherd, Keeper, Past-ure, Door and Fold, 
will praise the Lord my Fa-ther, Savior, Brother, Guide and Friend, 
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O'er the lone - ly hills he sought me, When the uight was dark and cold. 
He thus far in life hath led me. He will lead me to tlie end. 
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In the Morning. 



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hear the Savior's voice in the morning; When our golden sheaves we bring To the 
watch and persevere till the morning; Then our highest tribute raise For the 

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Mercy is Boundless and Free. 



Henpjetta E. Blair. 



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2. Why on the mountaius of sin wilt thou roam ? Mer - cy 

3. Think of his good-ness, his patience and love; Mer-cy 

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Grieve him no lon-ger,but come as thou art, Mercy is boundless and free. 

Clino- to his mer-cy, believe on his name, Mercy is boundlessand free. 

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3. I am weak-ness,full of weak-ness; At thy sa - cred feet I bow; 

4. Cleanse and comfort, bless and save me;Bathe,oh,bathe my heart and brow 

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Stepping in the Light. 



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1. Try-ing towalkin tl le steps of the Sav-ior, Tiy-ing tofol-lowour 

2. Pressing more closely to him who is leading, W-heu we are tempted to 

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2. Do the tears flow down yourcheeksunbid-den? Tell it toJe-sus, 

3. Do you fear the gath'ring clouds of sor-row ? Tell it to Je - sus, 

4. Are you trou-bled at the tho't of dy - ing? Tell it toJe-sus, 


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1. Our Fatherlaud, thy name so dear Our souls repeat while strangers here; 

2. Above the stars, above the skies, Thy tovy'ring hills majestic rise ; 

3. There Jesus reigns, our Savior-King, And one by one his own will bring, 

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Thy sunny fields with verdure glow. And fadeless flowers in beauty grow. 
Thy songs to join, thy bliss to share, O Fatherland, our Zi - on fair. 
No more we'll clasp the parting hand Within thy gates, our Fatherland. 









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2. Come now with your sickles sharpened, Make ready the shining blade; 

3. Oh, come to the work re-joic-ing. And glad - ly do well your part; 

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The Mas-ter himself is work -ing, And call-ing for earnest aid. 
The Lord needeth earnest work - ers, And faith-ful and true of heart. 
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2. The whole wide world for Jesus, Inspires us with the tho't That cv-'ry son of 

3. The whole wide world for Jesus. The marching order sound, Go ye and preach the 
The whole wide world for Jesus, In theFather's home above Are many wondrous 

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Adam Hath by the blood been bought. The whole wide world for Jesus, O 
gos - pel Wliei-ever man is found. The whole wide world for Jesus, Our 

mansions, Mansions of light and love.The whole wide world for Jesus, Ride 




him all men shall bow, In cit - y or on prairie. The world for Jesus now. 
faint not by the way! The crossshall surely conquer.In this our glorious day. 
banner is unfurled. We battle now for Jesus, And faith demands the world, 
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2. O won - der-ful sal - va - tion ! From sin he makes me free ! 

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6 I have his sweet communion. 

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And tills my life with gladne; 

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Till I his glory see. 
Then safe at home forever — 
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We have an AncJior. 



Peiscilla J. Owens. 



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2. It is sale - ly moor' d, 'twill the storm with -stand, For 'tis 

3. It will firm - ly hold in the straits of fear, When the 

4. It will sure - ly hold in the floods of death, When the 

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well se - eur'd by the Sav- ior'shand; And the ca- bles,pass'd from his 

break-ers have told the reef is near, Tho' the tern pest rave and the 

wa - ters cold chill our lat - est breath. On theris-iiig tide it can 

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Where no sin nor dismay. 

Neither trouble nor sorrow, 
Will be felt for a day. 

Nor be fear'd for the morrow. 



3. He's prepared thee a home — 

Sinner, canst thou believe it? 
And invites thee to come, 

Sinner, wilt thou receive it? 
O come, sinner, come, 

F'or the tide is receding, 
And the Savior will soon 

And forever cease pleading. 



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Broken Hearts. 



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8. Tlio' thy lieart is crushed and brolien, Lilie a storm tossed ship at sea, 
8. Tho' thy son ij hath nought but sorrow. Like a bird's whose breast is torn; 
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Sinking, dying, -Christ hath spoken, "It is I, h)ok un - to mc." 
Fly to Christ, nor wait the morrow. He hath all thy sorrows borne. 
Then thy song shall turn to gladness-Then thy tongue sha'U sound his praise. 



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Such love as his nev-erwas known; Ee-hold; onthecioss 
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1. In a world so fall of weepiug, While the years are rolling on, 

2. There's no time to waste in sigh-ing,AVhile the years are rolling on; 

3. Let us strengthen one an-oth er, While the years are rolling on; 

4. Friends we love are quick-ly fly-ing, While the years are rolling on; 
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Time is fly - ing, souls are dy-ing, While the years are rolling on. 

Seek to raise a fall - en brother, While the years are rolling on. 

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Beautiful Land. 



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1. A beau -ti-ful land by Mth I see, A land of rest, from sor - row free, 

2. That beautiful land, the City of Light, It ne'er has known the shades of night; 

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The glo-ry of God, the light of day Ifath driven the darkness far away. 
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The Savior Precious. 



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I have found the Sav- ior precious, And I love him more and more; 

I have found the Sav - ior precious, And I find him precious still; 

2. I have found the Sav -ior precious, And, wher-ev -er I may go, 

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To a-iuausion in his kingdom 

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I have found the Savior precious; 

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And my faith can trust his promise 

Of protection to the end. 



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2. Crowns on thehead where the thorns have been, Glo-ri-fied he who once 

3. Like lightning's flash will that instant show Things hidden long from both 
4- Joy - fal his eye shall on each one rest Who is in white wedding 

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com - fort im - part; Held by his hand we can walk on the wave; 
beau - ty of dawn; Vic - fry, glad vie- fry, Ave sing o'er the grave! 

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2. In the way cast up for the ran-somed, What constant joy we know; 

3. In the way cast up for the ran somed, By foun-tains cool and sweet, 

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98 Let us Hear you Tell It. 

J. M. W. J. M. Whtte. 




1. O, brother, have you told bow the Lord for-^ave? Let us hear j-oii 

2. When toil-ing up the way, was the Sav-ior there? Let us hear you 

3. Was ev - er on your tongue such a blessed theme? Let us hear j'ou 

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To me thy lov- ing voicenowsaith, Thy fidth hath made thee whole. 
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100 Crown Him Lord of All. 

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by John J. Hood. 



1 All hail the power of Jesus' name ! 

Let angels prostrate fall; 
Bring forth the royal diadem, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

2 Crown him, ye morning stars of light. 

Who fixed this earthly ball ; 
Now hail the st rength of Israel ' s might. 
And crown him Lord of all. 

3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, 

Ye ransomed from the fall, 
Hail him who saves you by his grace, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

4 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget 

The wormwood and the gall; 
Go, spread your trophies at his feet, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

5 Let e\'ery kindred, every tribe. 

On this terrestrial ball. 
To him all majesty ascribe. 
And crown him Lord of all. 

6 O that with yonder sacred throng 

We at his feet may fall ! 
We' 11 join the everlasting song. 
And crown him Lord of all. 



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The Morning Light is 
Breaking. 



The morning light is brealdng; 

The darkness disappears; 
The sons of earth are waking 

To penitential tears; 
Each breeze that sweeps the ocean 

Brings tidings from afar, 
Of nations in commotion, 

Prepared for Zion's war. 

2 See heathen nations bending 

Before the God we love. 
And thousand hearts ascending 

In gratitude above; 
While sinners, now confessing, 

The gospel call obey. 
And seek the Savior's blessing, 

A nation in a day. 

3 Blest river of salvation, 

Pursue thine onward way; 
Flow thou to every nation, 

Nor in tliy richness stay: 
Stay not till all the lowly 

Triumphant reach their home: 
Stay not till all the holy 

Proclaim, "The Lord is come!" 



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Tell to sin - neis, far and v/ide, 
By his death and end - less life, 
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Sing, ye is -lands of the sea, Ech - o back, ye o - ceau caves, 
Sing it soft - ly thro' the gloom, When the heart for mer - cy craves, 
Shout sal - va - tion full and free, High-est hill and deep-est caves. 

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Je - sus saves, Je - sus saves. 

Je - sus saves, Je - sus saves. 

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2. Hast thou temptations? he knoweth them all, Seeth thy tears, like the 

3. Art thou dis-couraged thy la-boi- to see, Yielding no fruit of re- 

4. Leave to the Savior the work thou hast wrought, Think not thy seed has been 




kind,lov-ing breast; Nev-er a tri - al 

raindrops that fall ; Hast thou been watching while others have slept? 



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He'll make them white as snow. 

And come to him for rest. 

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His ble-s-ed peace he'll give thee, With joy he'll fill thy soul; — 
He bids thee cast thy bur -den On Him, Thy lov-ing Lord, 
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Take luy feet, and let them be 
Take my lips, and let them be 
Take my will, and make it thine 
Take my love, my Lord, I pour 



Con- se- era- ted, Lord, to thee; 
Swift aud beau-ti-ful for thee; 
Fill'd with mes-sages licm thee; 
It shall be no lon-ger mine; 
At thy feet its treas-ure-store; 



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Take my voice, and let me sing 
Take my mo-ments and my days; 
Take my heart — it is thine own, 
Take my - self, and I will be 



At the im-pulse of thy love, 
Al - ways, on - ly for my King. 
Let them flow in ceaseless praise. 

It shall be thy roy - al throne. 
Ev - er, on - ly, all for thee. 




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2. Ma - ny are choosing Christ to-day, Turning from all their sins away, 

3. Lea%-ing the strait and narrow way, Going the downward road to-day, 

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Ee-mem-ber the Savior's prom-ise, That He will be with you still. 

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And oh, what a joy came to me! 
My heart was filled with His praises, 
For saving a sinner like me. 

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6 No longer in darkness I'm walking, 
For the light is now shining on me; 
And now unto others I'm telling 

How He saved a poor sinner like me. 
And when life's journey is over, 

And I the dear Savior shall see, 
I'll praise hira forever and ever, 
For saving a sinner like me. 
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1. Light after darkness, Gain after loss.Strengih after vfeakuerR, Crown after crof p, 

2. Sheaves aftersowing, Sun after rain, Sight after mystery, Peace after pain, 

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Joy after sorrow, Calm after blast,Eest after weariness.Sweet rest at last. 
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2. Take the balm of con-so - la - tion, That so oft has theer'd thy heart; 

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Till we cast our crowns be-fore thee: Lost in won-der,love,aud praise. 



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2. And I answBF'd "a dol - lar," dear lit - tie heart, And she slept, baby, weary with play, 

3. All the cities, with streets and pal - ac - es.With their pictures and stores of art, 

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2. "He was not willing that auy should perish ;"Cioth'd in our tiesh with its 

3. Plenty lor pleasure, but lit -tie for Je - sus; Time for the world, with its 




glo - ry a - bove, Saw our poor fallen world, pit - ied our sor-rows, 
D. s. Je-sus would save,but there's no one to tell them, 

sor - row and pain. Came he to seek the lost, com - fort the mourn-er, 
;d. s. Je - sus is call - ing thee, haste to the reap-ing, 

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No one to lift them from sin and de-spair. 

Heal the heait,brok-eu by sor-row and shame. Per - ish-ing, per-ish - ing! 
Thou shalt havesouls,precioussoulsfor thy hire. 

Lift - ing lost souls to e - ter - ni - ty's joys. Per - ish-ing, per-ish - ing! 
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Am I his follower, and can I live 
Longer at ease with a soul going downward. 

Lost for the lack of the help I might g've? 
Perishing, perishing! Thou wast not willing* 

Master, forgive, and inspire us anew; 
Banish our worldliness, help us to ever 

Live with eternity's values in view. 

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122 I Hope to Meet You All in Glory , 



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1. I hope to meet j'ou all ia 

2. I hope to meet you all in 

3. I hope to meet you all in 

4. I hope to meet you all in 



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I hope to praise our dear Eedeem-er For the grace that bro't me 

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I hope to clasp yonr hands rejoic-ing On the bright e -ter - nal 

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2. In the good old way like the rau-somed throng, Un - to 

3. In the good old way with a stead - flxst faith. In the 

4. Tho' our feet must stand on the cold, cold brink Of the 




King leads on be - fore us, We are traveling home to the 

Zi - on now re - turn - ing, We are traveling home at the 

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leave them there in their dark despair, And sing on your sunlit way? sunlit way? 




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Along your pleasant ways? [go 
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O ye by Christ made free, [well. 
If you'll not tell what you know so 
To those across the sea. 
Who have never heard 
One tender word 
Of the Lamb of Calvary? 
"They're not our own, "you answer, 

"They're neither kith nor kin." 
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Can save them from their sin; 
They are Christ's own; 
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Can you not to those a-rouud you Sing some lit - tie song of hope. 
You may think it lost for-ev-er, But, as sure as God is true. 
For if you do close - ly keep it, It will on - ly drag you down; 

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As you look with long-ing vis-ion Thro' faith's mighty tel - e-scope? 
In this life or in the oth-er. It will yet re -turn to you. 

If you love it more than Je-sus, It will keep you from your crown. 
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"When ringing out a soul's farewell, Oh, tolling bells! what do ye tell? 
I seem to hear despairing moans, A weeping, weeping in your tones; 

In warn-ing tones, in solemn knells. Ring out, ring out, oh tolling bells! 
Have ye no joy-ous notes to ring. Oh, toll-ing bells! for me to siny? 
And wheu I die, oh, tolling bells! Riugout' I've gone where Jesus dwells," 






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Of griefs and woes? of sobs and tears? Of misspent hours and wasted years? 
'The door is closed' ye ring in swells, "J^'or-ev - er closed," oh, tolling bells! 

Let dy - ing souls the warnings hear; And seek the Lord while he is near. 

In Je-sus boundless mer-cy dwells, — Ye ring of him, oh, toll - ing bells! 
Peal out ye bells in joy-ous tone, "The bat-tie o'er, the victory won." 

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2. "When lost a-mong the wild, dark niouutains,Sad was luy cry, 

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Now I have made a full sur-ren-der. All that I am is thine. 
One prayer a-lone my soul is breath-ing, Sav-ior, a-bide with me. 



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What a Refiige. 



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2. To the shadow of a Rock, where so ma- ny pili:;rim feet, In their 

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The dove of peace sings in my heart, The flowers of grace ap - pear. 

For bless-ings which he gives me now, For joys "laid up" a - bove. 



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130 Cast thy Burden on the Lord. 

Casting ail your care upon him, lor he caretli for you.— 1 Peter v. 7. 
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1. Wea-ry pil-griiu on life's path way, SUuggliug on be-neath thy load ; 

2. Are thy tir - etl feet un stead - y? Does thy lamp do light af - lord? 

3. Are the ties of friendship severed ? Hush'd the voic - es fond-ly heard ? 

4. Does thy heart with faintness falter? Does thy mind for-gtt his word? 

5. He will hold thee up from fall- ing, He will guide thy steps a - right; 



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Is thy cross too great and heav - y? Cast thy bur - den on the Lord. 

Breaks thy heart with weight of anguish, Cast thy bur - den on the Lord. 

Does thy strength succumb to weakness ? Cast I h y bur - den on the Lord. 
He will strengthen each en-deav- or; He will keep thee by his might. 






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It must be Settled To-Night. 



A miner in England wont to Clmrch one night anti became deeply ' oncerned for the sal- 
vation of his soul. When the s-ervices were ended he relased to leave tae house, although 
the minister told him it was late, and he muet go home and seek the Savior there, and 
come again the next night. "Ko," said the miner, "it muist be nettled to-night, to-morrow 
night may be too late." So the minister stayed with hira until he fouud peace. The next 
day while at work in the min€8 amass of rocli fell upon him, and he was killed. His last 
words were, "Thank God, it was settled last night, to-night it would have been too late." 



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2. A bur - den weighs my soul I can no Ion - ger bear; 

3. I can - not rest till peace En - folds me from a - bove, — 

4. Oh, now I know 'tis done! My peace is made with God; 



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Till my Re - deem-er speaks to me As - sur - ance of his love. 
My prj-don's found in Je-sus' name,Thro' faith in Jg.^- sus' blood. 

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Satisfied By and By. 



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2. There we shall see his face, And nev - er, nev - er sin; 

3. Yea, and be - fore we rise To that im - mor - tal state, 

4. Then let our songs a -bound. And ev - 'ry tear be dry; 



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There, from the riv - ers of his grace, Drink endless pleasures in. 
The tho'ts of such a-maz - ing blisstShould constant joyscre -ate. 
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2. Sing on, yejoy-ful pil - grims, While here on earth we stay; 

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Sing on the grand old sto - ry Of his re-deem -ing love ; 

Where those we love are wait - ing To greet us on the shore, 

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3. Soou, for me, the light of day ichall for - ev - er pass a - way; 

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Then, from sin andsor - row free. Take me. Lord, to dwell with thee. 
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Come With Rejoicing. 



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Guarded from danger.shel-tered and blest, Under his ban-ner,calm,we rest, 
O! wliat a Sav-ior, gra cious to all, O! how his blessings 'round us fall, 
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Come we be-fore him,come with a song, Tell how he leads us all daylong. 
Gen - tly tocom-foit,kind-ly to cheer, Sleep-ing orwak-ing, God is rear. 
Then when our journey safe - ly is past May we be gathered home at last. 



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2. There's a shout iu the camp like the shout of old. Hallelujah! praise his 

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name; For the cloud of his glo - ry -we now be hold. Praise, oh, 

name; While we drink at the Rock from the living springs. Praise, oh, 

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2. Be - lore the bat - tie lines are spread, 

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Tho' foes be strongand walls be high, I' 11 shout, hegiv(Sthevic-to - ry, 
Strong in his word, I meet the foe, And, shouting, win without a blow. 
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Wait, and Murmur Not. 



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1. The home where changes never come, Kor pain nor sorrow, toil nor care; 

2. Yet when bow'd down beneath the load By heav'n allow'd.thiue earthly lot; 

3. If in thy path some thornsare found, O, tliink who bore them on his brow; 

4 Toil on. nor deem, tho' sore it be, One sigh unheard, one pray'r forgot; 

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Thouyearn'st toreach that blest abode, Wait, meekly wait, and murmur not. 
If grief thy sorrowing heart has found. It reaohed a ho-li - er than thou. 
The day of rest will dawn for thee; Wait, meekly wait, and murmur not; 

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1. M ■ ter the toil and tur - moil, Af - ter the strife is past, 

2. They who have fought and cooquer'd, Wag- LQg a war with sin, 

3. Eest for the worn and wea - ry, SheL-ter for all the lost, 

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Meet me There, 



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Thine earthly loss is heavenly gain; Be wise tlie erring soul to win; 

Men heed thee, love thee, praise thee not; Go forth into the world's hit^hway ; 
The Master praises, — what are men? Compel the wanderer to come in. 

3 Go, labor on; your hands are weak; 5 Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice; 

Your knees are faint, your soul cast For toil comes rest, for exile home- 

down; Soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom's 

Yet falter not; the prize you seek voice, "^ 

Is near,— a kingdom and a crown I The midnight peal, "Behold I coine'" 



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2. O sing of the ful - ness of in- - ti - nite love, The bliss that we 

3. How sweet when we gather to worship his name, And praise him for 

4. O glo - ry to Je - sus ! a - gain and a - gain Our soug of de- 

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constant-ly share, Com-mun-ing with Je - sus our Sav - ior a - bove. And 

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2. At thedoor of faith I entered in, And tohimconfessedmyguiltand sin;' 

3. The' my heart wi\s all I had to give, Yet he smiled and bade me look and live ; 

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With his owTi dear hand he washed me clean. He washed me white assnow. 
With a calm sweet peace did 1 re-ceive, — He washed me \\hite as snow. 

I will sing, while cross-ing Jordan's wave, He washed mewhiteassnow. 

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2. Look up! behold, the fields are white. The hi - bor-ers are fijw, 

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By Grace I Will. 



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Will you daily bear the cross for him, 
Tiil he bids you wear the crown? 



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149 Far as the East from the West. 

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If tliou art truly repentant, 
He will forgive thee for all. 



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Hing the glad songs of the past; 
Trust not thyself but in Jesus, 
Then shalt thou triumph at last. 



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Hast Thou Heard of Jesus. 



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Redeemed, Praise the Lord. 



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2. O clap your hands, all ye people of God, I am redeemed, praise the Lord! 

3. Thanks hetoGod,t'orthegreatvict'ry given, I am redeemed, praise the Lord! 

4. Glo-ry to God, I would shout ev - er-more, I am redeemed, praise the Lord! 



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Let ev - 'ry tongue speak hismercy abroad, I am redeemed, praise the Lord! 
Now I amfree, ev'rychainhas been riven, I am redeemed, praise the Lord! 
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Out of the pit.and the mire, and the clay, Jesus lias borne me in triumph away 

Help me, ye ransom'd,awake, ev'ry string. Let earth rejoice and the whole heaf'nsring 

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I am redeemed, praise the Lord! 
I am redeemed, praise the Lord ! 
I am redeemed, praise the Lord! 




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Valley of Rest. 



Anna C. Stokey. 



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2. Val - ley of E-den, the soul's dear home, Brijrht are ihy Mils. psacefi Ithyrills; 

3. Val - ley of E-den, beyoud the sea.Loveiy thy bow rs, fadeless thy How'rs; 






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Ilap - py for-ev - er we soon shall roam, Over thy bright blooming hills; 
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We'll Never Say Good By. 

We shall never say 'good by' in heaven."— The words of a dying Christian Woman. 
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2. How joyful is the tliought that lingers, When lovd ones cross death's sea, 

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Step Out on the Promise. 



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2. O ye that arehun - gry and thirst-y re-joice! For ye shall be 

3. Who sighs for a heart from in -iq - ui - ty free? O, poor tioub led 

4. Tlie promise don't save, tho' the promise is true; 'Tis the blood we get 

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soul! there's a prom- ise for thee; There's rest, wea-ry one, in the 
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ban-quet of God, Step out on the promise, — get un-der the blood, 

bo - som of God, Step out on the promise, — get un-der the blood, 

lu - jah to God, I rest on the promise, — I'm un-der the blood. 



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A Song of Trust. 



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And I sing it in the valley. 

Dark and low ; 
When my heart is crushed with sorrow, 

Pain and woe; 
Then the shadows flee away, 
Like the night when dawns the day; 
Trust in God brings light alway — 

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For I've cross'd the' river Jordan, 

And I stand 
In the blessed land of promise — 

Beulah land! 
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Just so easy doubt and fear 
Vanish in this atmosphere, 

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Perfect Love. 



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O let thy spir - it 
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mei-cy show, And give my longing heart to know 

fill my soul, And every ris - ingtho't con-trol 

spire in me To seek the treas-ure hid in thee; 




The mys-t'ry of thy love; Then will thy praise my powers em-ploy, 
Be thou my con stant guide ;Grant me thy gen - tie voice to hear, 
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Thy face to see, to feel thee near, And in thy love a -bide. 
And let the brightness of thy face. On me for - ev - er shine. 

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For a sun, that knows no setting, Throws a rain-bow on my tears. 

In the sha - dow of the High est I can meet them with a psalm: 

Pleasures, joj's, in glorious f ul - ness, IMak ing earth like E - den blest: 

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So the day grows ev - er light- er, Broad'ning to the per feet noon; 

For the strong jDa - vil - ion hides me, Turns their tier - y darts a - side, 
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And I know what e'er be-tides me, I shall live be-causeHe diedl 

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By death I shall es - cape from death. And life e - ter - nal 
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2. Know 3'ou not that ma-ny oth-ers, Lower down are striv-ing still? 

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Reach a hand to j-our poor broth-er; Help him climb the rug-ged hill. 
All the struggling ones be briug-ing High-er up the narrow way. 
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162 

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Welcome to Glory 



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Who learned the new song with me 

In chorus will hail me, I know, [here, 

And welcome me home with good cheer! 

4 The beautiful gates will unfold, [see; 

The home of the blood-washed I'll 
The city of saints I'll behold! 

For, O! there's a welcome for me! 

5 A sinner made whiter than snow, 

I'll join in the mighty acclaim. 
And shout through the gates as I go, 
Salvation to God and the Lamb! 
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And let our joys be known, 
Join in a song with sweet accord, 
And thus surround the throne. 
Cho. — We're marching to Zion. 

Beautiful, beautiful Zion; 
We're marching upward to Zion, 
The beautiful city of God. 

2 Let those refuse to sing 

W"ho never knew our God; 



But children of the heavenly King 
Maj' speak their joys abroad. 
3 Then let our song abound, 
And every tear be dry; 
We're marching through Immanuel's 
To fairer worlds on high, [ground; 
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Clo.se to thy bleeding side; 
This all my hope, and all my plea, 

"For me the Savior died." 
My dying Savior, and my God, 

Fountain for guilt and sin, 
Sprinkle me ever with thy blood, 

And cleanse and keep me clean. 
Wash me, and make me thus thine 

Wa.sh me, and mine thou art, [own; 
Wa.sh me, but not my feet alone. 

My hands, my head, my heart. 
Th' atonement of thy blood apply, 

Till faith to sight improve; 
Till hope in full fruition die, 

And all my soul be love. 



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1 I am saved! the Lord hath saved me, 

Help me shout the glorious news! 
I have tasted God's salvation. 
And 'tis sweet as honeyed dews. 
Cho. — Glory, glory, hallelujah! 

I rejoice, salvation came; 
Glory, gloiy, hallelujah! 
I am saved in Jesus' name. 

2 Loud I sing my exultation, 

Hoping it will reach the skies; 
K eep, dear Lord, my soul forever 
Under thy j)rotectiug eyes. 

3 Free salvation! glad salvation! 

Let us shout from pole to pole, 
Until each diseased nation 

Feels that God hath made it whole. 

4 When at last the days ai'e gathered 

Into thy greatjudginent one. 
May I find my name deep written. 
In the records of thy Sou. 



Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds 

of kindness, [dewy eves: 

Sowing in the noon-tide, and the 

Waiting for the harvest, and the time 

of reaping, [the sheaves. 

We shall come rejoicing, bringing ia 

Cho. — Bringing in the sheaves, :|| 

We shall come rejoicing, bringing ia 
the sheaves, 
2 Sowing in the sunshine, sowing in the 
shadows, [chilling breeze. 

Fearing neither clouds, nor winters 
By and by the harvest, and the labor 
ended, [in the sheaves. 

We shall come rejoicing, bringing 
Go, then, ever weeping, sowing for the 
I\Iaster, [it often grieves; 

Though the loss sustained our spir- 
When our weeping's over he will bid 
us welcome, [the sheaves. 

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Though seen through many a tear, 
Let not my star of hope 

Grow dim or disajipf ar. 
Since thou on earth hast wept 

And soiTowed oft aloue, 
If I must weep ^\'ith thee, 

My Lord, thy will be dtme. 

3 My Jesus as thou wilt: 

All siiall be well for me; 
Each changing future scene 

I gladly trust with thee. 
Straight to my home above, 

I travel calmly on. 
And sing in life or death. 

"My Lord, thy will be done." 

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On which the Prince of glory died, 
My richest gain I count but loss, 
And pour contempt on all my pride. 

2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boist, 

Save in the deatii of Chri-^t. my God ; 

All the vain things that charm me 

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Sorrow and love flow mingled down: 
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, 
Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 

4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 

That were a present far too small; 
Love so amazing, so divine. 

Demands my soul, my life, my alL 
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Weak and wounded, sick and sore; 
Jesus ready stands to save you, 
Full of pity, love, and power. 

Cho. — Turn to the Lord, and seek salva- 
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Sound the praise of his dear name; 
Glory, honor, and salvation, 
Christ the Lord has come to reign. 

2 Now, ye needy, come and welcome; 
God's free bounty glorify; 

True belief and true repentance, 
Every grace that brings you nigh. 

3 Let not conscience make you linger, 
Nor of fitness fondly dream; 

All the fitness he requireth 
Is to feel your need of him. 



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"Overcomers" 



W. J. K. 

Question, 



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Pleadiugthy promise sweet, Lord, hear my call ; 

2. Tears of re peut-aut grief Si - leut-ly fall; 
Hilp thou my un - be-lief, Hear thou my call, 

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But the Spir - it led, un - er - ing, To the land I hold to - day. 
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, Tell me not of heavy crosses, 

Nor the burdens hard to bear. 
For I've found this great salvation 

Makes each burden light appear; 
And I love to follow Jesus, 

Gladly counting all but dross, 
Worldly honors all forsaking 

For the glory of the Cross. 



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Oh, the Cross has wondrous glory! 

Oft I've proved this to be true; 
When I'm in the way so narrow, 

I can see a pathway through ; 
And how sweet!}'' Jesus whispers: 

Take the Cross, thou needs'tnot fear, 
For I've tried the way before thee, 

And the glory lingers near. 



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Give me Jesus. 



Fannt J. Crosby. 



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me Je-sus, Sweet - est com fort of m\soul; 

me Je-sus, Let me view bis con-stant smile; 

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3. Our school is like a gar-den fair, Where plants are 

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?.. Peace that my Spirit freshens and ealms,Praise and rejoicing.jubilant psalms; 

3. Findingthe treas-ures time can-not dim, Joy in his^ervice likeness to him; 

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Comfort in sorrow, strength as my day, Wellsof salvation cheering the way. 

Grace all abounding, fullness of love; Blessings unmeasur'd str( am from above. 

On-ly to trust him, on-ly to take Gifts ofhispun.hase,for his dear sake. 

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His Child Forevermore. 



Jno. E. Sweney, 






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2. Of him I boast, 

3. Of him I boast, 

4. Of him 111 boast, 



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Holy, holy, holy. 



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2. Ho-ly, ho - ly ! ho - ly, all the saints adore thee,Ca?tin<z; down their 

3. Ho ly, ho-ly! ho - l,v,tho' the darkness hide thee. Tho' the ej^e of 

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goldin crowns around the glas - sy sea; Cher - n -bini and ser-a-phim 

sinful man thy glo-iy may not see; On - 13' thou art ho - ly! 
praisethy name,inearth.and sky,andsca; Ho -ly, ho-ly, ho-ly. 



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falling down before thee, Which wert, and art. and ev-er-more shalt be. 
there is none beside thee. Per-fect in power, in love, in pur - i - ty. 
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2. I know who gives permission sweet To lay my bur- dens at his feet, 

3. I know who dwells within my heart, His peace and Spirit to im-part; 

4. I know who holds salvation's cup. And as I drink my faith looks up; 

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2. For the glory of the Master, Wesley taught beyond the sea, 
And preached the great salvation which delivers you and me; 
And a million voices shout it, — "Redemption's I'Ull and free," 

Salvation's rolling on. — Glory, glory, hallelujah, &c. 

3. From the cabin on the prairie, from the vaulted city dome. 
From the dark and briny ocean, where our sailor brothers roaa_^ 
We hear the glad rejoicing, like a happy harvest home, 

Salvation's rolling on. — Glory, glory, hallelujah, &c. 

4. A hundred years of marching, and a hundred years of song. 
The Conqueror advances, and the time will not be long 
When he shall claim the heathen and overthrow the wrong. 

Our God is marching on. — Glory, glory, hallelujah, &c 

5. And when the war is over, with the saints forevermore. 

On the blissful heights of Glory we will shout the battle o*er, 
And in the Golden City we will join the Conqueror, 

Forever marching on. — Glory, glory, hallelujah, &c. 

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Sit -ting at thefeet of Je - sus. There I love to weep and pray, 
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3. Therein ho - ly, sweet com - muuion With thy Spir - it day by day, 

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2. O how sweet to trust in Je - sus, Just to trust his cleansing blood; 

3. Yes, 'tis sweet to trust in Je - sus. Just from sin and stil" to cease; 
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Just from Je - sus sim-ply tak - ing Life, and rest, and joy and peace. 
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Icried, "Oh, save me, Lord, from death, Im-mor-tal Je - sus,hearme." 
"Wherever falls my dis-tant lot My heart shall lin-ger round thee. 
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In that dark hour how did my groan As-cend for years of er - ror. 

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Redeemed. 



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2. Kedeemed,andsobappy in Je - sus, JSIo laiiijuage my rapture can tell, 
3 I think of my blessed Ke-deem-er, I think of him all the day long, 

4. I know I shall see in his beau-ty The King in -whose law I de - light, 

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I sing, for I can-not be si - lent, His love is the theme of my song. 

Who lov-ing-ly guardeth my foot-steps, And giv-eth me songs in tlie night. 

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It Reaches Me. 



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And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 

5. When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, 
My grace all sufficient shall be thy supply; 

The flame shall not harm thee; I only design 
Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 

6. Even down to old age all my people shall prove 
My constant, eternal, unchangeable love; 

And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn. 
Like lambs they shall still on my bosom be borne. 

7. The soul that on Jesus doth lean for repose, 
I will not, I will not desert to his foes; 

That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake, 
I'll never, no, never, no never forsake. 

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3. Brother, trim your lamp, have it burning bright ' 'Behold, the Bridegroom 

4. Hast thou made a vow? has-ten ve to pay, "Behold, the Bridegroom 




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comes!" Then the pulse will cease, and the heart grow still, 

comes!" He will sure- ly come, though he seem - eth late, 

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1 Come with hearts and voices now and sing a gospel song, 
Sing it with a spirit that will move the mighty throng; 
Sing ittill the world shall hear the echoes loud and long, 

While we are marching to glory. 
Cho. — Then hail! all hail! the coming jubilee! 

Kedeemed from sin, our Jesus make us free; 
Now we' 11 shout salvation over mountain land and se 
"While we are marching to glory! 

2 Gird the gospel armor on and diity's call obey; 
See the host of Satan ready marshaled for the fray; 

Going forth to meet them we will watch and fight and pray, 
While we are marching to glory ! 

3 Forward then to battle 'neath the banner of the cross; 
Counting worldly honors at their best as only dross; 
Jesus is our Captain, and we ne'er cau sufier loss, 

While we are marching to glory ! 

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Eventide. 



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Ills liave no weight, and tears no bitterness: 
Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory? 
I triumph still, if thou abide with me. 

5. Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes. 

Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies; 
Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows 
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me ! 
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Death like a nar - row sea, divides This heavenly land from ours. / 

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195 From Greenland's Icy Mts. 

1 From Greenland's icy mountains, 

From India's coral strand; 
Where Afric's sunny fountains 

Roll down their golden sand ; 
From many an ancient river. 

From many a palmy plain. 
They call us to deliver 

Their land from error's chain. 

2 Shall we, whose souls are lighted 

With wisilora from on high. 
Shall we, to men benighted. 

The lamp of life deny? 
Salvation! oh, salvation! 

Thejoyful sound proclaim. 
Till earth's remotest nation 

Has learned Messiah's name. 

. 3 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story; 

And you, ye waters, roll, 
Till, like a sea of glory, 

It spreads from pole to pole; 
Till o'er our ransomed nature, 

The Lamb for sinners slain, 
Redeemer, King, Creator, 

In bliss returns to reign. 



196 The Cleansing Wave. 



1 Oh, now I see the crimson wave, 
The fountain deep and wide, 
Jesus, my Lord, mighty to save, 
Points to his wounded side. 
Ref.The cleansing stream, I see, I see! 

1 plunge, and oh. it eleanseth me! 
Oh. praise the Lord, it eleanseth me! 
It eleanseth me, yes, eleanseth me! 

2 I see the new creation rise; 

I hear the speaking blood! 
It speaks! polluted nature dies! 
Sinks 'neath the cleansing flood. 

3 I rise to walk in heaven 'sown light. 

Above the world of sin. 
With heart made pure, and gar- 
ments white. 
And Christ enthroned within. 

4 Amazing grace! 'tis heaven below, 

To feel the blood applied; 

And Jesus, only Jesus know, 

My Jesus crucified. Eef. 



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How sweet to my soul is cum man - ion (omit.) 

2. An al - ien from God, and a stran - ger to grace. 
I wan -dered thro' earth, its gay pleas- ures (oinit.) 

3. The pleas- ures of earth I have seen fade a - -way 
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If you cannot on the ocean 

Sail among the swiftest fleet, 
Eocking on the highest billows, 

Laughing at the storms you meet, 
You can stand among the sailors. 

Anchored yet within the bay. 
You can lend a hand to help them 

As they launch their boat away. 

If you are too weak to journey 

XJp the mountain steep and high, 
You can stand within the valley, 

"While the multitude go by; 
You can chant in happy measure, 

As they slowly pass along; 
Though tliey may forget the singer, 

They will not forget the song. 



3 If you have not gold or silver 

Ever ready to command ; 
If you cannot toward the needy 

Keach an ever open hand, 
You can visit the afilictid. 

O'er the erring you can weep; 
You can be a true disciple 

Sitting at the Savior's feet. 

If you cannot in the harvest 

Garner up the richest sheaf, 
Many a grain both ri])e and golden 

Will the careless reapers leave; 
Go and glean among the briers. 

Growing rank against the wall, 
For it may l)e that the shadow 

Hidestiie heaviest wheat of all. 
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3 Your lofty themes, ye mortals, bring; 
In songs of praise divinely sing; 
The great salvation loud proclaim. 
And shout for joy the iSavior's name. 

4 In every land begin the song; 

To every land the strains belong: 
In cheerful sounds ail voices raise. 
And fill the world with loudest praise. 

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Tune my heart to sing thy grace ; 
Streams of mercy, never ceasing, 

Call for songs of loudest praise; 
Teach me some melodious sonnet, 

Snng by flaming tongues above; 
Praise the mount — I'm fixed upon it — 

Mount of thy redeeming love ! 

2 Here I'll raise mine Ebenezer; 

Hither by thy help I'm come; 
And I hope, by thy good pleasure, 

Safely to arrive at home. 
Jesus sought me wLfu a stranger, 

Wandering from the fold of God ; 
He, to rescue me from danger, 

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Daily I'm constrained to be ! 
Let thy goodness, like a fetter. 

Bind my wandering heart to thee: 
Prone to wander. Lord, I feel it, 

Prone to leave the God I love: 
Here's my heart, O take and seal it; 

Seal it for thy courts above. 



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1 Stand up, stand up for Jesus, 

Ye soldiers of the cross; 
Lift high his royal banner, 

It must not suffer loss; 
From victory unto victory 

His army shall he lead. 
Till evfry foe is vanquished 

And Christ is Lord indeed. 

2 Stand up, stand up for Jesus, 
Stand in his strength alone; 

The arm of flesh will fail you; 

Ye dare not trust your own: 
Put on the gospel armor, 

Each piece put on with prayer; 
Where duty calls, or danger, 

Be never wanting there. 

3 Stand up, stand up for Jesus, 
The strife will not be long; 

Tliis day the noise of battle, 
The next the victor's eong: 

To him that overcometh, 
A crown of life shall be; 

He with the King of glory 
Shall reign eternally. 



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202 Rock of Ages. 



1 Rock of age-i, cieft for me, 
Let me hide myself in thee; 
Let the water and the blood, 

From thy wounded side which flowed, 

Be of sin the donble cure, 

Save from wrath and make me pure. 

2 Could my tears forever flow, 
Conld my zeal no languor know, 
These for sin could not atone; 
Thou muit save, and thou alone: 
In my hand no price I bring; 
Simply to thy cross I cling. 

3 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
When my eyes shall close in di ath, 
When I rise to words unknown. 
And behold thee on thy throne, 
Rock of a>xes, cleft for me, 

Let me hide myself in thee. 

203 Nearer, my God, to Thee. 

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204 



Still all my song shall be, 
Nearer, my God, to thee. 
Nearer to thee! 

O Happy Day. 



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1 Nearer, my God, to thee! 

Nearer to thee. 
E'en though it be a cross 

That raiseth me; 
Still all my song shall be. 
Nearer, my God, to thee. 

Nearer to thee! 

2 Though like a wanderer, 

The sun gone down, 
Darkness bv; over me, 

My rest a stone, 
Yet in my dreams I'd be 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee! 

3 There let the way appear. 

Steps unto heaven; 
All that thou sendest me, 

In mercy given; 
Angels to beckon me 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer ito thee! 

4 Then, with my waking thonghts 

Bright with thy praise. 
Out of my stony grief's 

Bethel I'll raise; 
So by my woes to be 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee! 

5 Or if, on joyful wing 

Cleaving the sky, 
Sun, moon, and stais forgot. 
Upward I fl^, 



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1 O happy day, that iixed my choice 

On thee, my Savior and my God! 
Well may this glowing heart rejoice, 
And tell its rapture all abroad. 
Happy day, happy day, 

When Jesus washed my sins away; 
lie taught me how to watch and pray, 

And live rejoicing every day; 
Happy day, happy day, 

^\ hen Jesus washed my sins away. 

2 O hajipy bond, that seals my vows 

To him who merits all my love! 
Let cheerful anthems fill his bouse, 
While to that sacred shrine I move. 

3 'Tis done, the great transaction's done: 

I am my Lord's, and he is mine; 
He drew me, and I followed on, 
Charmed to confess the voice divine. 

4 Now rest, my long divided heart; 

Fixed on this blissful center, rest; 
Nor ever from thy Lord depart. 
With him of every good possessed. 

205 Thirsting for Perfect Love. 



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I thirst, thou wounded Lamb of God, 
To wash me in thy cleansing blood; 
To dwell within thy wounds ;then paia 
Is sweet, and life or death is gain. 

2 Take my poor heart, and let it be 
Forever closed to all but thee: 
Seal thou my breast, and let me wear 
That pledge of love forever there. 

3 How blest are they who still abide 
Close sheltered in "thy bleeding side! 
WTio thence their life and strength 

derive. 
And by thee move, and in thee live. 

4 How can it be, thou heavenly King, 
That thou shouldst us to glory bring? 
Make slaves the partners of thy 

throne. 
Decked with a never-fading croAvn? 

5 Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o'er- 
flow 

Our words are lost, nor will we know. 
Nor will we think of aught beside, 
"My Lord, my Love is crucified.'" 
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FAMILIAR HYMNS. 



206 Jesus, Lover of My Soul. 



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1 Jesus, lover of my soul, 

Let me to thy bosom fly, 
While the nearer watei-s roll, 

While the tempest still i? high ! 
Hide me, O my Savior, hicle^ 

Till the storm of life is past; 
Safe into the haven guide, 

receive my soul at last ! 

2 Other refuge have I none; 

Hangs my helpless soul on thee: 
Leave, O leave me not alone, 

Still support and comfoi't me: 
All my trust on thee is stayed, 

All my help from thee 1 bring; 
Cover my defenseless head 

With the shadow of thy wing ! 

3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want; 

More than all in thee I find; 
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint. 

Heal the sick, and lead the blind. 
Just and holy is thy name, 

1 am all unrighteousness: 
False and full of sin I am. 

Thou art full of truth and grace. 

4 Plenteous grace vrith thee is found, 

Grace to cover all my sin : 
Let the healing streams abound : 

Make and keep me pure within. 
Thou of life the fountain art, 

Freely let me take of thee: 
Spring thou up within my heart. 

Rise to all eternity. 

207 I am Coming to the Cross. 



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1 I am coming to the cross; 

I am poor and weak and blind: 
I am counting all but dross; 

I shall full salvation find. 
Cho. — I am trusting, Lord, in thee. 

Dear Lamb of Calvary; 
Humbly at thy cross I bow. 

Save me, Jesus, save me now. 

2 Long my heart has sighed for thee. 

Long has evil reigned within ; 
Jesus sweetly speaks to me, 

I will cleanse you from all sin, 
I am trusting, Lord, etc. 



3 In thy promises I trust; 

Now I leel the blood applied; 
I am prostrate in the dust; 

I with Christ am crucified. 
I am trusting. Lord, etc. 



208 



What a Friend. 



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1 What a friend we have in Jesus, 

All our sins and griefs to bear ! 
What a privilege to carry 

Every thing to God in prayer ! 
O what peace we often forfeit, 

O what needless pain we bear, 
All because we do not carry 

Every thing to God in prayer ! 

;2 Have we trials and temjitations ? 

Is there trouble anywhere ? 
We should never be discouraged, 

Take it to the Lord in prayer. 
Can we find a friend so faithful 

Who will all our sorrows share ? 
Jesus knows our every weakness, 

Take it to the Lord in prayer. 

3 Are we weak and hea\y laden. 

Cumbered with a load of care ? — 
Precious Savior, still our refuge, — 

Take it to the Lord in prayer. 
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee? 

Take it to the Lord in prayer; 
In his arms he'll take and shield thee, 

Thou wilt find a solace there. 

209 Holy Spirit, Faithful Guide. 



1 Holy Spirit, faithful guide. 
Ever near the Christian's side; 
Gently lead us by the hand. 
Pilgrims in a desert land; 
Weary souls fore'er rejoice. 
While they hear that sweetest voice 
Whisp'ring softly, wanderer come ! 
Follow me, I'll guide thee home. 

2 Ever present, truest Friend, 
Ever near, thine aid to lend. 
Leave us not to doubt and fear. 
Groping on in darkness drear. 
When the storms are raging sore. 
Hearts grow faint, and hopes give o'er. 
Whisper softly, wanderer, come ! 
Follow me, I'll guide thee home. 



195 



FAMILIAR HYMNS. 



210 Is My Name Written There. 213 The Home Over There. 




1 Lord, I care not for riches, 

Neither silver uor gold; 
I would- make sure of heaven, 

I would cuter the fold. 
In the book of thy kingdom. 

With its pages so fair, 
Tell me, Jesus my Savior, 
Is my name written there? 
Cho.-ls my name written there, 

On the page white and fair? 
In the book of thy kingdom. 
Is my name written there? 

2 Lord, my sins they are many, 

Like the sands of the sea. 
But thy blood, O my Savior, 

Is sufficient for me; 
For thy promise is written, 

In bright letters that glow, 
"Though your sins be as scarlet, 

I will make them like snow. ' ' 

3 Oh ! that beautiful city. 

With its mansions of light, 
With its glorified beings, 

In pure garments of white; 
Where no evil thing cometh 

To despoil what is fair; 
Where the angels are watching, — 

Is my name written there ? 



211 



I'll Live for Him 



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1 Oh, think of the home over there. 

By the side of the river of light, 
W' here the saints, all immortal and fair. 
Are robed in their garments of white. 
Bej. — Over there, over there. 

Oh, think of the home over there. 

2 Oh, think of the friends over there. 

Who before us the journey have trod, 
Of the songs that they breathe on the air, 
In their home in the palace of God. 
Eef. — Over there, over there, 

Oh, think of the fiiends over there. 

3 My Savior is now over there, [rest; 

There my kindred and friends are at 
Then away from my sorrow and care, 
Let me fly to the land of the blest. 
Eef.— Over there, over there, 

My Savior is now over there. 

4 I'll soon be at home over there. 

For the end of my journey I see; 
Many dear to my heart, over there, 
Are watching and waiting for me. 
Bef. — Over there, over there, 

I'll soon be at home over there. 

213 Glory to His K'ame. 



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1 My life, my love I give to thee. 
Thou Lamb of God, who died for me; 
Oh, may I ever faithful be. 

My Savior and my God ! 
C^o.— I'll live for him who died for me 
How happy then my life shall be ! 
I'll live for him who died for me. 
My Savior and my God ! 

2 I R.OW believe thou dost receive. 
For thou hast died that I might live; 
And now henceforth I'll trust in thee. 

My Savior and my God ! 

3 Oh, thou who died on Calvary, 
To save my soul and make me free, 
I consecrate my life to thee, 

|dy Sa,vior and my God. 



1 Down at the cross where my Savior 

died, [cried; 

Down where for cleansing from sin I 
There to my heart was the blood ap- 
plied ; 
Glory to his name. 
Cho. — Glory to his name; :|| [plied; 

There to my heart was the blood ap- 
Glory to his name. 

2 I am so wondrously saved from sin, 
Jesus so sweetly abides vrithin: [in; 
Thei-e at the cross where he took me 

Glory to his name. 

3 Oh, precious fountain, that saves from 
sin, 

I am so glad I have entered in ; [clean. 
There Jesus saves me and keeps me 
Glory to his name. 

4 Come to the fountain, so rich and sweet; 
Cast thy poor soul at the Savior's feet; 
Plunge in to-day, and be made C0©» 

plete; 
Glory to hia name, 
196 



FA^IILIAR HYMNS. 



214 O for a Thousand Tongues 



217 With Joy we Hail the Sacred 
Day. 




1 O for a thonsaiid tongues to sing 

My great Redeemer's i)raise; 
The glories of my God and Kiug, 
The triumphs of his grace! 

2 My gracious Master and my God, 

Assist me to proclaim, [abroad 
To spread through ail the earth 
The honors of thy name. 

3 Jesus! the name tliat charms out 

Tiiat bids our sorrows cease; [fears 
'Tis music in the sinner's ear, 
'Tis life, and health and peace. 

4 Hebreaksthepowerof canceled sin, 

He sets the prisoner free; 
His blood can malce the foulest clean 
His blood availed for me. 



215 



Oh, 'tis Glory. 



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1 To thy cross, dear Christ, I'm clinging, 

All my refuge and my plea; 
Matchless is thy loving kindness, 

Else it had not stooped to me. 
Cho. — Oh, 'tisglory! oh, 'tis glory! 

Oh, 'tis glory in my soul. [ment, 
For I've touched the hem of his gar 

And his power doth make me whole. 

2 Long my heart has heard thee calling, 

But I thrust aside thy grace; 
Yet, O boundle-ss condescension! 
Love is shining from thy face. 

3 Love eternal, light eternal. 

Close me safely, sweetly in; 

Savior, let thy balm of healing, 

Ever keep me free from sin. 

216 A-ngels Hovering Round. 



With joy we hail the sacred day. 

Which God has called his own; 
With joy the summons -^-e obej-, 

To worsliiiJ at his throne. 

Thy chosen temjle, Lord, how fair! 

As here thy servants throng 
To Ijreathethe humljle, fervent prayer, 

And pour the grateful song. 

3 Spirit of grace! O deign to dwell 
Within thy Church below; 
Make her in holiness excel, 
With i)ure devotion glow. 

1 Let peace within her walls be found; 
Let all her sons unite; 
To spread with holy zeal around 
Her clear and shining light. 

5 Great God, we hail the sacred day 
Which thou hast called thine own; 
With joy the summons we obey 
To worship at thy throne, 

218 Alas and did my Savior Bleed. 



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{ There are angels hov'ring round, 
There are angels hov'ring round. 
There are angels, angels hov'rin 
round. 

2 They will ca,rry the tidings home 

3 To the New Jerusalem, etc. 

4 Poor sinnei-s are coming home, etc. 

5 And Jesus bids them come, etc. 

6 There'pvglory all around, etc. 



etc 



1 Alas! and did mv Savior bleed? 

And did my Sovereign die? 
Would he devote that sacred head 
For such a worm as I? 

Cho. — Help me, dear Savior, thee to own, 
And ever faithful be; 
And when tliou sittcst on thy throne, 
O Lord, remember me. 

2 Was it for crimes that I have done, 

He groaned ui^on tlie tree? 
Amazing pity, grace unknowu ! 
And love beyond degree! 

3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 

And shut his glories in, 
When Christ, the mighty Maker, died, 
For man the creature's sin. 

4 Thus might I hide my blushing face 

While his dear cross appears; 

Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 

And melt mine eyes to tears. 

■J But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
The debt of love I owe : 
Here, Lord, I give myself away, — 
'Tis all that I can do. 



197 



FAMILIAR HYMNS, 



219 Arise, My Soul, Arise. 



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1. Arise ,my soul, arise; 

Shakeoff thy guilty fears, 
The bleeding Sacrifice 
In my behalf appears: 
Before the throne my Surety stands, 
My name is written on his hands. 

2. He ever lives above, 

For me to intercede; 
BUs all-redeeming love, 

His precious blood, to plead ; 
His blood atoned for all our race, 
And ^iinkles now the throne of grace. 

3. Five bleeding wounds he bears, 

Received on Calvary : 
They pour effectual prayers. 

They strongly plead for me, 
"Forgive him, O, forgive," they cry, 
"Nor let that ransomed sinner die.'' 

4. The Father hears him pray, 

His dear annointed One: 
He cannot turn away 

The presence of liis Son: 
His Spirit answers to the blood. 
And tells me I am born of God. 

5. My God is reconciled ; 

His pardoning voice I hear: 
He owns me for his child; 

I can no longer fear: 
"With confidence I now draw nigh, 
And, "Father, Abba, Father, cry. 

220 Blest be the Tie. 



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1. Blest be the tie that binds 

Our hearts in Christian love, 
The fellow-ship of kindred minds 
Is like to that above. 

2. Before our Father's throne, 

We pour our ardent prayers; 
Our hopes, our fears, our aims are 
Ourcomforts and our cares, [one, 

3. "We share our mutual woes. 

Our mutual burdens bear; 
And often for each other flows 
The sympathizing tear. 

4. When we asunder part, 

It gives us inward pain; 
But we shall still be joined in 
And hope to meet again, [heart, 



221 My Faith looks up to Thee. 



My faith looks up to thee, 
Thou Lamb of Calvary, 

Savior divine: 
Now hear me while I pray. 
Take all my guilt away, 
O, let me from this day 

Be wholly thine 

2. May thy rich grace impart 
Strength to my fainting heart, 

My zeal inspire; 
As thou hast died for me, 
O may my love to thee 
Pure, warm, and changeless be, — 

A living fire. 

3. While life's dark maze I tread, 
And griefs around me spread, 

Be thou my guide; 
Bid darkness turn to day, 
Wipe sorrow's tears away. 
Nor let me ever stray 

From thee aside. 

4. When ends life'stransient dream, 
When death's cold, sullen stream 

Shall o'er me roll; 
Blest Savior, then, in love, 
Fear aud distrust remove; 
O bear me safe above, — 

A ransomed soul. 



222 



Guide me. 



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1. Guide me, O thou great Jehovah, 

Pilgrim through this barren land, 
I am weak, but thou ai t mighty ; 
Hold me with thy powerful hand, 

Bread of heaven, 
Feed me till I want no more. 

2. Open now the crystal fountain, 

Whence the healing waters flow; 
Let the fiery, ch>udy pillar, 

Lead me all my journey through : 
Strong Deliverer, 
Be thou still my strength and shield. 

3. Wlien I tread the verge of Jordan, 

Bid my anxious fears subside; 
Bear me through tlie swelling current: 
Land me safe on Canaan's sidej 

Songs of praises 
I will ever give to thee. 

198 



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FAMILIAR HYAINS. 



223 It is Good to be Here 



225 The Great Physician. 



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1 Wfiile we bow in thy name, 
Oil, meet usagain, [love; 

Fill our hearts with the light of tliy 
May the Spirit of grace, 
And the smiles of thy face, 

Gently fall on us now from above. 



1 Ihe great Physician now h here, 

The symijathizing Jesus; 

He speaks the drooping heart to cheer, 

Oh, hear the voice of Jesus. 

Cho- — Sweetest note in seraph song, 

Sweetest uame on mortal tongue, 
S'weetest carol ever sung; 
Jesus, blessed Jesus. 



BeJ. — It is good to be here, it is good to 
be here, [fear, 

Thyperfcctlovenowdrivesawayallour^ Your many sins are 
And light streaming down makes the 

pathway all clear, 
It is good for us, Lord, to be here. 



2 Our souls long for thee; 
Oh, may we now see 

A sin-cleausing Idood-wave appear; 

And feel, as it rolls 

In power o'er our souls, 
It is good for us, Lord, to be here. 

3 Thou art with us, we know; 

We feel the sweet flow [tide; 

Of thesiu-cleausiug wave's gladd'ning 

We are washed from our sin. 

Made all holy within. 
And in Jesus we sweetly abide. 

224 Glorious Fountain. 



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Oh, hear the voice of Jesus; 
Go on your way in peace to heaven, 
And wear a crown with Jesus. 




1 There is a fountain ||:filled with blood: 

Drawn from Iramanuel's veins, 
And sinners, plung'd || :beneath that 

flood :|1 
Lose all their guilty stains. 

Cho. — Oh, glorious fountain! Here wiU I 
stay, 
And in thee ever wash my sins away. 

2 The dying thief || : rejoiced to see:i| 

That fountain in his day. 
And there may I, || : tho' vile as he:|| 
Wash all my sins away. 

3 Thou dyingLamb, || :thypreciousblood:l| 

Shall never lose its power, 
Till all the i-ansomed |i :church of God:}] 
Are saved to sin no more. 

5 E'er sir ce by faith || I saw the stream :|| 
Thy flo\ving wounds supply, 
Redeeming love || :has been my theme:]! 
And shall be till I die. 



3 All glory to the dying Lamb! 

I now believe in Jesus; 
I love the blessed Savior's name, 
I love the uame of Jesus. 

4 His name dispels my guilt and fear, 

No other name but Jesus; 
Oh, how my soul delights to hear 

The precious name of Jesus. 
And when to that bright world above. 

We rise to see our Jesus, 
We'll sing around the throne of love 

His name, the name of Jesus. 



226 



Beulah Land. 



1 I've reached the land of corn and wine, 
And all its riches freely mine. 

Here shines undimm'd one blissful day, 
For all my night has pass'd away. 
CJio. — O Beu'ah Land, sweet Beulah Land, 
As on thy highest mount I stand, 
I hiok away across the sea. 
Where mansions are prepared for me, 
And view the shining glory shore, 
My heav'n, my home, forever more! 

2 My Savior comes and walks with me, 
And sweet communion here have we; 
He gently leads me by his hand, 
For this is heaven's border-land. 

3 A sweet perfume upon the breeze, 
Is borne from ever-vernal trees; 
And flowers that never fading grow 
Where streams of life forever flow. 

4 The zephyrs seem to float to me 
Sweet sounds of heaven's melody. 

As angels with the white-rob'd throng 
Join in the sweet redemption song. 



199 



FAMILIAR HYMNS. 



227 



Revive us Again. 



229 The Lily of the Valley. 



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1 We praiso. thee, OGod! for the Son of 

thy love, 
For Jesus who died and is now gone 

above. 
Clior — Hallelujah! thine the glory, Halle 

lujah! Amen. 
Hallelujah! thiue the glory; Eevive us 

again 

2 We praise thee, O God! for thy Spirit 

of light, 
Who has shown us our Savior and 
scattered our night. 

3 All glory and piaise to the Lamb that 

was slain, 
Who has borne all our sins, and has 
cleansed every stain. 

4 All glory and praise to the God of all 

grace. 
Who has bought us, and sought us, and 
guided our ways. 

5 Revive us again; fill each heart with 

thy love ; 
May each soul be rekindled with fire 
from above, 



228 



Jesus, my All, to Heaven is 
Gone. 



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1 Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone. 
He whom I fix my hopes upon; 
His track I see, and I'll pursue 
The narrow way, till him I view, 
The way the holy prophets went. 
The roa'd that leads from banishment. 
The King's highway of holiness, 

I'll go, for all his patlis are peace. 

2 This is the way I long have sought. 
And mourned because I found it not ; 
My grief a burden long has been, 
Because I was not saved from sin. 
The more I strove ngainst its power, 
I felt its weight and guilt the more; 
Till late I heard my Savior say, 
"Come hither, soul, I am the way." 

3 Lo! glad I come ;and thou, blest Lamb, 
Shalt take me to thee, as I am; 
Notliing but sin have I to give; 
Nothing but love shall I receive. 
Then will I tell to sinners round. 
What a dear Savior I have found, 
I'll point to thy redeeming blood, 
And say, "Behold the way to God.' 



I have found a friend in Jesus, he's 

every thing to me. 
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my 

soul; 
The Lily of the Valley, in him alone I 

All I need to cleanse and make me 

fully whole; 
In sorrow he's my comfort, in trouble 

he's my stay. 
He tells me every care on him to roll, 
He's the Lily of the Valley, the bright 

and morning Star, 
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my 

soul. 

Chorus. — In sorrow he's my comfort, in 

trouble he's my stay. 
He tells me every care on him to roll. 
He's the Lily of the Valley, the bright 

and morning Star, 
He's the fairest often thousand to my 

soul. 

2 He all my griefs has taken, and all my 

sorrows borne ; 
In temptation he's my strong and 

mighty tower; 
I have ail for him forsaken, and all my 

idols torn 
From my heart, and now he keeps me 

l)y his power. 
Though all the world forsake me, and 

Satan tempts me sore. 
Thro' Jesus I shal I safely reach thegoal. 
He's the Lily of the Valley, the bright 

and morning Star, 
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my 

soul. 

3 He will never, never leave me, nor yet 

forsake me here. 
While I live by faith and do his bless- 
ed will; 
A wall of fire about me, I've nothing 

now to fear; 
With his manna he my hungry soul 

shall fill; 
Then sweeping up to glory we see his 

blessed face, 
Wliere rivers of delight shall ever roll. 
He's the Lily of the Valley, the bright 

and morning Star, 
He's the fairest often thousand to my 

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INDEX. 



Titles in Small Caps; First Lines in Roman. 



No. 

A. beautiful land by faith I see 91 

Abide with me 193 

After the toil and turmoil 140 

Alas, and did my Saviob bleed. . . 218 

All fob Jesus 31 

All hail the power of Jesus' name. 100 

All is ready, the Master said 63 

All praise to Him who reigns above 67 

All things in Jesus 176 

Angels hoveeing bound 216 

A pilgeim's song 70 

Are you weary, are you heavy- 
hearted 79 

Aeise, my soul, abise 219 

A shout in the camp 136 

A binneb like me 110 

A Song of Tbust 157 

At the sounding of the trumpet . . 118 

At the Cboss 99 

A wonderful Savior is Jesus 49 

Awake, O Zion's Dauqhteb 151 

Beautiful Land 91 

Beautiful Robes 13 

Behold, the Beidegboom comes. . . 191 

Beulah Land 226 

Behold, THE fields abe white. . . 147 

Blessed Assueance 22 

Blest be the tie 220 

Blessed be the name 67 

Blessed be the Fountain 9 

Bless the Lobd, mt soul 20 

Beinging in the Sheaves 167 

Beight Mobning Land 56 

Bboken Heabts 86 

Brother, for Christ's Kingdom 

8 

By Gbace I will 148 

Calvabt, deae Calvabt 38 



Ko. 
Calm on the listening ear of night. 41 
Called to the feast by the King are 

we 95 

Cast thy Beead upon the watebs . 125 

Cast THY Bdeden ON the Lobd 130 

Cheist is all 11 

Cheistmas 41 

Cheist begeiveth sinful men 24 

Come away to Jesus now 16 

Come, all ye Saints, to Pisgah's 

Mountain 26 

Coming to-day 25 

Companionship with Jesus 23 

Come, sinner, behold what Jesus 

hath done 87 

Come thou Fount 200 

Come with hearts and voices now.. 192 

Come with eejoicing 135 

Come, we that love the Lord 163 

Come, ye Sinnees 170 

Cbown Him Lobd of all 100 

Dear Savior, now thy mercy show. 158 

De Massa ob de Sheepfol' 115 

Down at the Cross where my Savior 

died 213 

Down in the valley 27 

Duke Steeet 199 

Enough fob me 83 

Enthroned is Jesus now 132 

Entibe Conseobation 106 

Eternal Father, thou hast said 1 

Eventide 193 

Far and near the fields are teeming 46 
Fab as the East feom the West . . 149 



INDEX. 



FiLIi ME NOW 

foeeveb hebe my best shall be . . 

fobeveb with the lobd 

Foe you and fob me 

From a Palace to a Manger 

From all that dwell below the skies 
From Egypt's cruel bondage fled. . 
Fbom Geeenland's Ioy Mountains. 



GiTE ME Jesus 

Gloey Hallelujah . 
Gloey to His Name . 
Globious Fountain. 



God be with you till we meet again 

God has given mo a song 

God's word abideth ever 

Go Laboe on 

Go TO THY SaVIOB 



No. 

77 
164 
160 

36 

94 
199 

33 
195 



174 

181 
213 
224 

55 
157 
105 
142 
104 



Guide me 222 



Hallelujah 165 

Hark, the Herald Angels sing 35 

Hark, the song of holy rapture ... 88 

Hast thou heaed or Jesus 150 

Haste to the Field of Laboe .... 81 

He CAME to Save me 57 

He Hideth my Soul 49 

He is Calling 21 

Help just a little 8 

Helt youb Beotheb 161 

He's mighty to save 96 

He was not willing 121 

Him that cometh unto me 29 

His child foeeveemoee 177 

Ho! eveby one that is thiesty .... 145 

Holy, Holy, Holy 178 

Holy Spieit, faithful Guide 209 

Home at last 88 

Home, Home, Sweet Home 197 

Home of the Soul 50 

Hover o'er me, Holy Spirit 77 

How FiBM A foundation 190 



I AM coming to the Ceoss 

I am dwelling on the mountain . . . 
I am glad, oh so glad 

I AM SAVED 

I am waiting for the Master 

I COULD NOT DO WITHOUT ThEE 

I entered once a home of care 

If any man thiest 

If you cannot on the ocean 

I have found a friend in Jesus 

I have found the Savior precious.. 
I heard the voice of Jesus say 

I HOPE to meet you ALL IN GlOBY . 

I KNOW A Fountain 

I know I love thee better, Lord. ... 
I know not why God's wondrous 



Grace 

I Know whom I have Believed 

I know who came to die for me. . 

I'll be thebe 

I'll live foe Him 

I'm moee than oonqueeob 



No. 

207 

173 

165 

166 

53 

59 

11 

65 

198 

229 

92 

179 

122 



3 

180 
194 
211 
137 



In a world so full of weeping 90 

In the mobning 75 

In the rifted Rock I'm resting 66 

In the seceet of His peesence .... 159 
Into the tent where a Gypsy boy lay 7 

In the good old way 123 

In the way cast up for the ransomed 97 

Invitation 179 

Is my name wbitten thebe 210 

Is not this the Land of Beulah . . 173 

Is there a sinner awaiting Ill 

Is thy Ceuse of Comfoet failing . 44 

It is good to be hebe 223 

It is the Loed my Savioe 180 

It must be settled to night 131 

It beaches me 189 

I thirst, thou wounded Lamb of God 205 

It was spoken foe the Masteb 64 

I've reached the land of corn and 

wine 226 

I was once far away from the Savior 110 

I WILL PEAiSE Thee 74 

I will praise the Lord my Glory... 14 



INDEX. 





No. 




No. 


I WILL PEAISE THE LOBD TO-DAY . . . 


68 


Maeohing to gloey 


192 


I will sing you a song of that beau- 




Mabching to Zion 


163 


tiful land 


50 


Meet in the mobning 

Meet me theee 


62 
141 


I WILL TELL IT TO JeSUS MY LOBD. . 


G 






Meecy 


134 




52 


Meeoy is boundless and feee 


76 






19 


'Mid scenes of confusion and crea- 








Jesus is passing this way 


111 


ture complaints 


197 


Jesus is pleading with my poor soul 


30 


My Jesus, I Love Thee 


93 


Jesus is the light, the way 


12 


My Faith looks up to Thee 


w^ 


Jesus is waiting his grace to bestow 


96 


My Heaet's deab Home 


127 


Jesus, lovee of my soul 


206 


My Jesus, as Thou wilt 


168 


Jesus my all to Heaven is gone. . 


228 


My life, my love I give to Thee. . . 


211 


Jesus my all 


172 


My Motheb's Hands 


5 


Jesus my Savior to Bethlehem 




My soul in sad exile 


50 




4 


ATtT 0/->TT-.- OTr,->TT-T,P, ^ ^-T^ „ 


47 


Jesus saves 


103 




Jesus shall eeign 


102 


Neabeb, my God, to Thee 


203 


Jesus, Saviob, Pilot me 


116 


Neabee the Cboss 


28 


Jesus the Light of the Woeld. . . 


35 


No, not despaibingly 


119 


Jesus will give you best 


182 


No shelteb but in Cheist 


17 


Jewett 


168 


0, Brother, have you told? 


98 


Just as I am 


72 


Of Him I boast 

Oft have I heard a voice that said. 


177 




51 




15 

185 


happy day that fixed my choice. 
happy day, what a Savior is mine 


204 


Keep me eveb close to Thee 


152 






Oh, blessed fellowship divine 


23 


Lead, kindly Light 

Lead me, Saviob 

Leighton 

Let Him in 


183 
89 
43 
37 
98 
94 


FOB A THOUSAND TONGUES TO BINO 

Oh, now I see the crimson wave. . . 


214 
196 


Oh, rally round the standard 


69 


Oh, think of the home over there. . 

Oh, this uttermost salvation 

Oh, those beautiful, beautiful hands 


212 


Let us heae you tell it 


189 


Life ob Cheist 


6 


Light a fteb daekness 


112 


Oh, 'tis Gloey 


216 


Like a bird on the deep 

Like Jacob in his Bethel rest 

Like the music of a fountain 


139 
14 

86 


Oh, Tolling Bells, 

Oh, wake, for the day is passing.. . 
Oh, why thus stand with reluctant 


126 
81 


Listen to the blessed invitation ... 29 
Look up, behold the fields are white 147 

Lord, at thy mercy seat 172 

Lord, I care not for riches 210 


feet 

Jesus, Lord, thy dying love 

love surpassing knowledge 

mourner of Zion, how blessed art 

thou 


99 
83 

1.56 


LO, the golden fields ABE SMILING 113 


my brother, are you basking 


161 


Love divine 


114 


Only a beam of sunshine 


109 






On the happy golden shore 


141 


Make haste, man, to live 


43 


On the mount of wondrous glory.. 


54 


MABCHrN»> IN THE KiNG'S HiGHWAT. 


97 


On the mountain top of vision .... 


IGl 



203 



INDEX. 





No. 




No. 


Onward press, tho' faint and weary 


155 


Stepping in the Light 


78 


SING OF THE EAPTUEE 


143 


Step out on the Peomise 


156 


OuE Fatheeland 


80 


Sun of my Soul 


61 


Our friends on earth we meet with 




Sunshine in the Soul 


129 


pleasure 


154 


Sweetly Resting 


6fi 




OuE LOVED ONES IN HeAVEN 


26 






OUB SaVIOE's mighty LOVE 


84 






OuE Sunday School 


175 


Take Him at His VVoed 


105 


Out on the desert, looking, looking 


25 


Take my life and let it bo 


106 


OVEECOMEES 


171 


Take tho world, but give me Jesus. 


174 




162 


Tell it again 


' 


when shall I sweep thro' the gates 










Tell it to Jesus 


79 




120 


Tell it to othees 


48 


Papa, fot would you take fob me. 






Peefect love 


158 


Thanks be to Jesus, His mercy is 
free 


76 


Praise Him for His glory 


20 
















The Battle Hymn of Missions. . . 


1 


Redeemed, how I love to proclaim it 


188 


The Beautiful Light 


12 


Redeemed, peaise the Lobd 


152 


The Beautiful Time to Come 


45 


Rest in Heaven 


140 


The Beloved 


27 


Revive us again .... , 


227 


The bright Eternal Day is breaking 


56 




58 


The call foe Reapees 


46 




Rook of Ages 


202 


The Cleansing Wave 


196 






The Geeat Physician 


225 


Safe in the Gloey Land 


123 


The Half has nevee been told.. . 


18 


Satisfied by-and-by 


132 


The Hallowed Spot 


187 


Saved to the Utteemost 

Savior, load me, lest I stray 


39 


T^e Haven of Rest. 


'lO 


89 


The Home oveb theee 


212 




4 
60 


The Home where changes never 
come 




Send the Light 


138 


Shall I be Saved To-night 


30 


The Lily of the Valley 


229 


She was ready for sleep 


120 






Shout aloud, Hosanna to the King 




The Moening deaweth nigh 


69 


of kings 


144 


The Moening Light is eeeaking. . 


101 


Sing on 


133 


There are Angels hovering round.. 


216 


Sing, oh, Sing the Love of Jesus . 


107 


There is a Fountain filled with 




„. ... 


85 
24 


Blood 


W\ 


Sinners, Jesus will receive 


There is a land of pure delight — 


194 


Sitting at the feet of Jesus 


184 


There is a spot to me more dear. . 


187 


Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling 


36 


There is no shelter for the soul. . . 


17 


Softly now the light of day 


134 


There's a beautiful time to come . . 


45 


Sorrow here is not a stranger 


70 


There's a call comes ringing o'er 








the restless wave 




Source from whence the stream of 






mercy 


185 


There's a shout in the camp 


136 


Sowing in the morning 


167 


There's a stranger at the door 


37 


Standing on the Peomises 


2 


There's a wideness in God's mercy. 


21 


Stand up fob Jesus 


201 


There's naught on earth to rest on. 


5^ 



204 



No. 
There's sunshine in the sonl to-day. 129 

The Saviob pbeoious 92 

The Sinnee invited 85 

The Stobehouse of Gbaoe 42 

The whole wide woeld 82 

They Ckucified Him 87 

Thiesting fob Pebfect Love 205 

Tho' my sins were once like crim- 
son red 146 

Thou shalt best at eve 155 

Till He come 71 

TiS so SWEET TO TEUST IN JeSUS . . . 186 

To thy Cross, dear Christ, I'm 

clinging 215 

To the shadow of the Rock 128 

Trying to walk in the steps of the 
Savior 78 

Valley of Eden beyond the sea.. . . 153 
Valley of best 153 

Wait, and muemue not 138 

Waiting at the Dooe 63 

Washed white as snow 146 

We are marching onward . 62 

We are pilgrims looking home 75 

Weary pilgrim on life's pathway. . 130 

We have an Anchoe 84 

Wo have heard a joyful sound 103 

Welcome foe me 139 

Welcome to Gloey 162 

We'll nevee say Good-by 154 

We may sound the depths of 

ocean 34 

We oveecome by the Blood 144 

We praise Thee, O God 227 

We'ee on the way to Canaan's 

Land 33 

We shall hear a voice 191 



No. 
We shall know 117 

We shall walk with Him in white.. 13 
What a Feieiid we have in Jesus. 208 
What a gatheeing that will be. . 118 

What a befuge 128 

What if your own were starving. . . 124 
When I suevey the wondeous 

Cboss 169 

When I survey the wondrous Cross 38 
When Jesus laid His crown aside.. 57 
When lost among the wild dark 

mountains 127 

When the famine waxed sore in 

the land 42 

When the King comes in 95 

When the mists have rolled in 

splendor 117 

When times of temptation bring 

sadness and gloom 6 

Wheee is my soul to-night 51 

Wheee will you spend eteenity. 108 
While the yeaes aee eolling on . 90 

While we bow in thy name 223 

Who, who is he 171 

Why do you wait a convenient day 19 

Why do you wait 10 

Why is thy harp on the willow. . . . 149 

Will you come, will you come 182 

Will you go to Jesus now, dear 

friend 148 

Will your anchor hold in the storms 

of life 84 

With joy we hail the sacbed day. 217 
Wonderful promise, aU things are 

mine 176 

wondebful stoby of love 40 

Wondeous Gloey 54 

woek, fob the night is coming ... 73 

YouB Mission 196 

YouB own 124 



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